The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers and a General Introduction by Matthew Arnold, Volumen1Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1912 |
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... quhilk suith is of thy fay3 ; Traist maist in God , for He best gyde thé can , And for ilk inche He will thé quyte ane span . Sen word is thrall , and thocht is only fre , 4 Thou dant thy toung , that power hes and may , Thou steik thy ...
... quhilk suith is of thy fay3 ; Traist maist in God , for He best gyde thé can , And for ilk inche He will thé quyte ane span . Sen word is thrall , and thocht is only fre , 4 Thou dant thy toung , that power hes and may , Thou steik thy ...
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... quhilk manlie in battell Throw jeopardie of weir lang defendis . Quhat price or loving ' quhen the battell endis Is said of him , that ouercummis ane man Him 10 to defend quhilk nouther may nor can ? ' Ane thousand myis to kill , and ...
... quhilk manlie in battell Throw jeopardie of weir lang defendis . Quhat price or loving ' quhen the battell endis Is said of him , that ouercummis ane man Him 10 to defend quhilk nouther may nor can ? ' Ane thousand myis to kill , and ...
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... Quhilk usis daylie meittis delitious , To syle your teith , or lippis , with my blude , Quhilk to your stomok is contagious : Unhailsum meit is of ane sairie Mous , And that namelie untill ane strang Lyoun Wont till be fed with gentill ...
... Quhilk usis daylie meittis delitious , To syle your teith , or lippis , with my blude , Quhilk to your stomok is contagious : Unhailsum meit is of ane sairie Mous , And that namelie untill ane strang Lyoun Wont till be fed with gentill ...
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... Quhill all in balme did branch and levis flete ' , To part fra Phebus did Aurora grete2 ; Hir cristall teris I saw hyng on the flouris Quhilk he for lufe all drank up with his hete . For mirth of May , wyth skippis and wyth hoppis , The ...
... Quhill all in balme did branch and levis flete ' , To part fra Phebus did Aurora grete2 ; Hir cristall teris I saw hyng on the flouris Quhilk he for lufe all drank up with his hete . For mirth of May , wyth skippis and wyth hoppis , The ...
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... Quhilk Patrick Johnestoun mycht nocht flé : Timor Mortis conturbat me . He hes reft Merseir his endyte , That did in luve so lifly write , So schort , so quyk , of sentence hie ; Timor Mortis conturbat me . He hes tane Roull of Abirdene ...
... Quhilk Patrick Johnestoun mycht nocht flé : Timor Mortis conturbat me . He hes reft Merseir his endyte , That did in luve so lifly write , So schort , so quyk , of sentence hie ; Timor Mortis conturbat me . He hes tane Roull of Abirdene ...
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Aeneid Astrophel and Stella ballads beauty behold breast Caelica Chaucer Clerk Saunders dead dear death delight doth Edom Elfin knight Elizabethan England's Helicon English eyes Faery Queen fair fayre fear flowers genius Glasgerion gold grace gret grief gude hand hart hast hath heart heaven herte hire honour king Kinmont Willie lady light live Lord lovers Lyoun Marlowe mind mony never night nocht nought passion Petrarch play pleasure poems poet poetical poetry praise Quhat Quhen quhilk quoth rich Robin Robin Hood sall satire sche Scotch Shakespeare Sidney Sidney's sighs sight sing sleep song sonnets sorrow soul Spenser suld sweet Tamburlaine tell thair thay thee ther thine thing thou thought thow Timor Mortis conturbat true tyme unto Venus Venus and Adonis verse virtue whan wolde words write
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Página 455 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry: As, to behold desert a beggar born, And needy nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, And right perfection wrongfully disgraced, And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority, And folly doctor-like controlling skill, And simple truth miscall'd simplicity, And captive good attending captain ill. Tired with all these, from...
Página 453 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Página 460 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide, Than public means, which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand...
Página xliii - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Página xxvii - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Página 452 - When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
Página 351 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies : How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries?
Página 494 - Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust ; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust ! ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES.
Página 489 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Página 454 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain* jewels in the carcanet.