Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Times, 第 1 卷Robert Chambers W. and R. Chambers, 1844 - 4页 |
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... bright eyes , and bless the air ) , 209 The First of May , 162 The Power of Love , 209 On Neæra , 162 To Sleep , 210 . Song to Pan , at the conclusion of the Faithful Shep- DRAMATISTS . herdess , 210 · JOHN HEYWOOD , 163 GEORGE CHAPMAN ...
... bright eyes , and bless the air ) , 209 The First of May , 162 The Power of Love , 209 On Neæra , 162 To Sleep , 210 . Song to Pan , at the conclusion of the Faithful Shep- DRAMATISTS . herdess , 210 · JOHN HEYWOOD , 163 GEORGE CHAPMAN ...
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... bright , and fair banner , Upon that king to wend . The Soudan led an huge host , And came with much pride and cost , With the king of Tars to fight ; With him mony a Saracen fier ' , All the fields far and near Of helms leamed light.3 ...
... bright , and fair banner , Upon that king to wend . The Soudan led an huge host , And came with much pride and cost , With the king of Tars to fight ; With him mony a Saracen fier ' , All the fields far and near Of helms leamed light.3 ...
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... bright , With trumpets and with clarion , The fresh water to row up and down . Forty torches burning bright , At your bridges to bring you light . Into your chamber they shall you bring , With much mirth and more liking . Your blankets ...
... bright , With trumpets and with clarion , The fresh water to row up and down . Forty torches burning bright , At your bridges to bring you light . Into your chamber they shall you bring , With much mirth and more liking . Your blankets ...
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... bright and kene Under his belt he bare ful thriftily ; Wel coude he dresse his takel yemanly : His arwes drouped not with fetheres lowe , And in his hand he bare a mighty bowe . A not - hed3 hadde he with a broun visage , Of wood ...
... bright and kene Under his belt he bare ful thriftily ; Wel coude he dresse his takel yemanly : His arwes drouped not with fetheres lowe , And in his hand he bare a mighty bowe . A not - hed3 hadde he with a broun visage , Of wood ...
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... bright ! to whom all woful crien , Thou glory of womanhood , thou faire May ! Thou haven of refute , bright star of day ! Rue9 on my child , that of thy gentleness Ruest on every rueful in distress . " O little child , alas ! what is ...
... bright ! to whom all woful crien , Thou glory of womanhood , thou faire May ! Thou haven of refute , bright star of day ! Rue9 on my child , that of thy gentleness Ruest on every rueful in distress . " O little child , alas ! what is ...
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第334页 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
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