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Pagina xxxi
So he begins with the Chanson de Roland , which he thinks was retouched after Henry II . of England ' had , by conquest and marriage asserted a shadowy overlordship from the Grampians to the Pyrenees . ' He insists upon the importance ...
So he begins with the Chanson de Roland , which he thinks was retouched after Henry II . of England ' had , by conquest and marriage asserted a shadowy overlordship from the Grampians to the Pyrenees . ' He insists upon the importance ...
Pagina xxxii
If there was Romance among the Greeks and Romans , then Romance did not come to efflorescence in the Court of Henry II . and Eleanor , his queen . Truly the proposition is ' disputable . ' No definition of Romance can exclude from the ...
If there was Romance among the Greeks and Romans , then Romance did not come to efflorescence in the Court of Henry II . and Eleanor , his queen . Truly the proposition is ' disputable . ' No definition of Romance can exclude from the ...
Pagina 18
Looking to history , no king ever led all these nations in war , or accepted homage from their sovereigns , except Henry of Anjou , who became Henry II . of England , and married Eleanor of Poitou and Aquitaine .
Looking to history , no king ever led all these nations in war , or accepted homage from their sovereigns , except Henry of Anjou , who became Henry II . of England , and married Eleanor of Poitou and Aquitaine .
Pagina 19
The Eastern , Saracenic , influence was renewed by Henry's marriage with Eleanor - Alienor or Ænor - a most remarkable woman , to whose memory scant justice is done if we associate it exclusively with Fair Rosamund and Woodstock .
The Eastern , Saracenic , influence was renewed by Henry's marriage with Eleanor - Alienor or Ænor - a most remarkable woman , to whose memory scant justice is done if we associate it exclusively with Fair Rosamund and Woodstock .
Pagina 20
The Western , Celtic , influence was renewed when Henry became suzerain of Brittany . It was multiplied when his motley array of vassals , drawn from one - half of France , and , accompanied by Eleanor's poets , were brought into ...
The Western , Celtic , influence was renewed when Henry became suzerain of Brittany . It was multiplied when his motley array of vassals , drawn from one - half of France , and , accompanied by Eleanor's poets , were brought into ...
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Pagina 256 - Like to the senators of the antique Rome, With the plebeians swarming at their heels, Go forth and fetch their conquering Caesar in : As, by a lower but loving likelihood, Were now the general of our gracious empress, As in good time he may, from Ireland coming, Bringing rebellion broached on his sword, How many would the peaceful city quit, To welcome him ! much more, and much more cause, Did they this Harry.
Pagina 355 - What is your substance, whereof are you made, That millions of strange shadows on you tend? Since every one hath, every one, one shade, And you, but one, can every shadow lend. Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit Is poorly imitated after you ; On Helen's cheek all art of beauty set, And you in Grecian tires are painted new: Speak of the spring and...
Pagina 281 - Yes, trust them not, for there is an upstart crow, beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart wrapped in a player's hide, supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you; and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.
Pagina 372 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune...
Pagina 312 - Lo, here the gentle lark, weary of rest, From his moist cabinet mounts up on high, And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast The sun ariseth in his majesty; Who doth the world so gloriously behold, That cedar-tops and hills seem burnish'd gold.
Pagina 355 - ... with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.
Pagina 195 - This was the most unkindest cut of all; For when the noble Caesar saw him stab, Ingratitude, more strong than traitors...
Pagina 340 - FROM fairest creatures we desire increase, That thereby beauty's rose might never die, But as the riper should by time decease, His tender heir might bear his memory : But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel. Thou that art now the world's fresh...
Pagina 247 - I will make them conform, or I will harry them out of the land, or else worse,"
Pagina 366 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...