The Famous AllegoriesSilver Burdett, 1893 - 304页 |
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... light was borne to mortals . Night was likewise a friend to toil - worn man , and she appeared to him wrapped in a sable cloud and carrying Sleep in her arms . But among other primitive folk a different story was told . Night , they ...
... light was borne to mortals . Night was likewise a friend to toil - worn man , and she appeared to him wrapped in a sable cloud and carrying Sleep in her arms . But among other primitive folk a different story was told . Night , they ...
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... light , " says Molinet ; " he is born in the month of May , when the birds sing ; and the singing of the birds is the preaching of the holy doctors ! " It is scarcely necessary to recount more of his adventures . He meets , at various ...
... light , " says Molinet ; " he is born in the month of May , when the birds sing ; and the singing of the birds is the preaching of the holy doctors ! " It is scarcely necessary to recount more of his adventures . He meets , at various ...
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... light , That his labor will not aquite Sufficiently all his living Yet may he go his bread begging . 1 fell , made to fall . 2 turned . 8 the titmouse . 4 eagerly . The Court of Love . Of the allegorical poems commonly THE ROMAUNT OF ...
... light , That his labor will not aquite Sufficiently all his living Yet may he go his bread begging . 1 fell , made to fall . 2 turned . 8 the titmouse . 4 eagerly . The Court of Love . Of the allegorical poems commonly THE ROMAUNT OF ...
第46页
... light , " was commanded to seek the Court of Love.1 So then I went by strange and far countries , Enquiring aye what coast had to it drew The Court of Love . And thitherward as bees , At last I see the people gan pursue ; And methought ...
... light , " was commanded to seek the Court of Love.1 So then I went by strange and far countries , Enquiring aye what coast had to it drew The Court of Love . And thitherward as bees , At last I see the people gan pursue ; And methought ...
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... light and summer wise , Shapen full well , the color was of green , With aureat sent about her sidës clean , With divers stones precious and rich , Thus was she rayed , yet saw I never her lich.5 The poem ends with a description of the ...
... light and summer wise , Shapen full well , the color was of green , With aureat sent about her sidës clean , With divers stones precious and rich , Thus was she rayed , yet saw I never her lich.5 The poem ends with a description of the ...
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Æsop Alexander Barclay allegory beasts beauty Beelzebub began behold birds born Bunyan called CANTO cast castle Chaucer Christian City of Destruction clouds court Court of Love death delight doth dream eyes Faerie Queene Fair Faithful Fame fayre fear flowers Gate genius glory goddess gold golden goodly grace ground Guillaume de Lorris hand hath hear heard heart heaven heavenly hell hill holy House of Fame King knight ladies living looked Lord mind morning Muses nature never nightingale pass passion Phineas Fletcher Piers Ploughman Pilgrim's Progress Pilgrims plaine pleasure poem poet poetry quath quoth rest Rose says shepheard shew side sight sing sleep sonne Spenser stood sweet tell thee things thou thought told trees Truth unto Valley Vanity Vanity Fair walked wight wood word
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第1页 - Thou hast brought a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it. Thou preparedst room before it, and didst cause it to take deep root, and it filled the land. The hills were covered with the shadow of it, and the boughs thereof were like the goodly cedars. She sent out her boughs unto the sea, and her branches unto the river.
第243页 - And though sometimes each dreary pause between Dejected Pity at his side Her soul-subduing voice applied, Yet still he kept his wild unaltered mien, While each strained ball of sight seemed bursting from his head.
第244页 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemmed with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to faun and dryad known! The oak-crowned sisters, and their chaste-eyed queen, Satyrs, and sylvan boys, were seen, Peeping from forth their alleys green; Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear, And Sport leapt up, and, seized his beechen spear.
第207页 - Surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream. Whilst I was thus musing, I cast my eyes towards the summit of a rock that was not far from me, where I discovered one in the habit of a shepherd, with a little musical instrument in his hand.
第243页 - Poured through the mellow horn her pensive soul ; And dashing soft from rocks around, Bubbling runnels joined the sound; Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole. Or o'er some haunted stream with fond delay, Round a holy calm diffusing, Love of peace and lonely musing, In hollow murmurs died away.
第210页 - Multitudes were very busy in the pursuit of bubbles that glittered in their eyes and danced before them; but often when they thought themselves within the reach of them, their footing failed and down they sunk.
第1页 - Abide in Me and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself except it abide in the vine, no more can ye except ye abide in Me. I am the Vine, ye are the branches. He that abideth in Me and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit. For without Me ye can do nothing.
第90页 - Crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead as living ever him ador'd: Upon his shield the like was also scor'd, For soveraine hope, which in his helpe he had: Right faithfull true he was in deede and word, But of his cheere did seeme too solemne sad, Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad.
第241页 - tis said, when all were fired, Filled with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatched her instruments of sound; And, as they oft had heard, apart, Sweet lessons of her forceful art, Each, for Madness ruled the hour, Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewildered laid, And back recoiled, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.
第94页 - Yea but (quoth she) the perill of this place I better wot then you, though now too late To wish you backe returne with foule disgrace, Yet wisedome warnes, whilest foot is in the gate, To stay the steppe, ere forced to retrate. This is the wandring wood, this Errours den, A monster vile, whom God and man does hate : Therefore I read beware. Fly fly (quoth then The fearefull dwarfe) this is no place for living men.