English Poetry, Band 40P. F. Collier & son, 1910 - 1508 Seiten |
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... GOLD FISHES SHORTEN SAIL . ODE ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE HYMN TO ADVERSITY ODE ON THE SPRING . THE PROGRESS OF POESY ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM VICISSI- ON A FAVOURITE CAT , DROWNED IN A TUB OF GEORGE BUBB DODINGTON ...
... GOLD FISHES SHORTEN SAIL . ODE ON A DISTANT PROSPECT OF ETON COLLEGE HYMN TO ADVERSITY ODE ON THE SPRING . THE PROGRESS OF POESY ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM VICISSI- ON A FAVOURITE CAT , DROWNED IN A TUB OF GEORGE BUBB DODINGTON ...
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... gold ful shene , On which ther was first write a crowned A , And after , Amor vincit omnia . 88 92 Another NONNE with hir hadde she , That was hir chapeleyne , and PREESTES thre . A MONK ther was , a fair for the maistrye , An out ...
... gold ful shene , On which ther was first write a crowned A , And after , Amor vincit omnia . 88 92 Another NONNE with hir hadde she , That was hir chapeleyne , and PREESTES thre . A MONK ther was , a fair for the maistrye , An out ...
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... gold y - wroght a curious pin : A love - knot in the gretter ende ther was . His heed was balled , that shoon as any glas , And eek his face , as he hadde been anoint . He was a lord ful fat and in good point ; His eyen stepe , " and ...
... gold y - wroght a curious pin : A love - knot in the gretter ende ther was . His heed was balled , that shoon as any glas , And eek his face , as he hadde been anoint . He was a lord ful fat and in good point ; His eyen stepe , " and ...
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... gold in cofre ; But al that he mighte of his frendes hente , " On bokes and on lerninge he it spente And bisily gan for the soules preye 162 159 160 Of hem that yaf him wher - with to scoleye.1 Of studie took he most cure and most hede ...
... gold in cofre ; But al that he mighte of his frendes hente , " On bokes and on lerninge he it spente And bisily gan for the soules preye 162 159 160 Of hem that yaf him wher - with to scoleye.1 Of studie took he most cure and most hede ...
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... gold in phisik is a cordial , erfor he lovede gold in special . 233 241 $ 10 A good WYF was ther of bisyde BATHE , but she was som - del deef , and that was scathe . " Of cloth - making she hadde swiche an haunt , " She passed hem of ...
... gold in phisik is a cordial , erfor he lovede gold in special . 233 241 $ 10 A good WYF was ther of bisyde BATHE , but she was som - del deef , and that was scathe . " Of cloth - making she hadde swiche an haunt , " She passed hem of ...
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beauty birds bliss bonny breast breath bright coude Cuckoo dear death dost doth earth eccho ring Enone eyes fair fayre fear flowers frae gentle give gode grace grene hair happy hath heart heaven Heigh Hind Horn honour Hymen Inverey Johnn king Kinmont Willie knyght kynge lady lero light Litell little boy live livës joy Lord love's lovers lullaby lyke Lytell Johan merry mind moche mordre ne'er never night nonny o'er passion pleasure praise pride proud Robyn Hode sayd Robyn shal shalt shine sigh sing sleep song song of praise SONNET soul spring sweet Tell tereu thee ther theyr thine thing thou art thou hast thought thro tree trewely twa sisters unto virtue waly waly wawking whan wind wode wolde woods wyll youth
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Seite 292 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Seite 425 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen: Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Seite 264 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Seite 261 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Seite 450 - But knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Kich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll Chill penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. " Full many a gem of purest ray serene. The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Seite 300 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...
Seite 452 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour"d dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led. Some kindred spirit shall enquire thy fate,— Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Seite 275 - 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,...
Seite 453 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Seite 399 - Ere heaving bellows learn'd to blow, While organs yet were mute, Timotheus, to his breathing flute And sounding lyre Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.