The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning: Ed., with Introduction, Biographies, and GlossaryLucius Hudson Holt Houghton Mifflin, 1915 - 918页 |
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... MORNING OF CHRIST'S NA- ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD 245 TIVITY . 127 · TO ADVERSITY 247 L'ALLEGRO 130 • IL PENSEROSO 132 SONNET ON THE DEATH OF MR . RICHARD WEST 248 LYCIDAS . 133 . ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM SONNETS ...
... MORNING OF CHRIST'S NA- ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD 245 TIVITY . 127 · TO ADVERSITY 247 L'ALLEGRO 130 • IL PENSEROSO 132 SONNET ON THE DEATH OF MR . RICHARD WEST 248 LYCIDAS . 133 . ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM SONNETS ...
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... of 1812 , and , as Byron expressed it , " I awoke in the morning to find myself famous . " The poet - peer had caught to a nicety the romantic sensibility of his contemporary world . Within the next xxii INTRODUCTION.
... of 1812 , and , as Byron expressed it , " I awoke in the morning to find myself famous . " The poet - peer had caught to a nicety the romantic sensibility of his contemporary world . Within the next xxii INTRODUCTION.
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... fresh as flowres in medow greene doe grow , When morning deaw upon their leaves doth light : And in their handes sweet timbrels all up- held on hight . VII And them before , the fry of children yong THE FAERIE QUEENE ΙΟΙ.
... fresh as flowres in medow greene doe grow , When morning deaw upon their leaves doth light : And in their handes sweet timbrels all up- held on hight . VII And them before , the fry of children yong THE FAERIE QUEENE ΙΟΙ.
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... morning's dew , Ne'er to be found again . THE BRACELET TO JULIA WHY I tie about thy wrist , Julia , this my silken twist ; For what other reason is't , But to show thee how , in part , Thou my pretty captive art ? But thy bondslave is ...
... morning's dew , Ne'er to be found again . THE BRACELET TO JULIA WHY I tie about thy wrist , Julia , this my silken twist ; For what other reason is't , But to show thee how , in part , Thou my pretty captive art ? But thy bondslave is ...
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... morning light , 70 Or Lucifer that often warned them thence ; But in their glimmering orbs did glow , Until their Lord himself bespake , and bid them go . VII And , though the shady gloom Had given day her room , The Sun himself ...
... morning light , 70 Or Lucifer that often warned them thence ; But in their glimmering orbs did glow , Until their Lord himself bespake , and bid them go . VII And , though the shady gloom Had given day her room , The Sun himself ...
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第417页 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!