Cyclopaedia of English Literature: First period, from the earliest times to 1400Robert Chambers Gould, Kendall and Lincoln, 1847 |
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... hand . And on his bassinet he bare An hat of tyre aboon ay where ; And , thereupon , into takin , Ane high crown , that he was king . And when Gloster and Hereford were With their battle approachand near , Before them all there came ...
... hand . And on his bassinet he bare An hat of tyre aboon ay where ; And , thereupon , into takin , Ane high crown , that he was king . And when Gloster and Hereford were With their battle approachand near , Before them all there came ...
第 30 頁
... hand he bare . Wallace with it fast on the cheek him took , With sae gude will , while of his feet he shook . The swerd flew frae him a fur - breid on the land . Wallace was glad , and hint it soon in hand ; And with the swerd awkward ...
... hand he bare . Wallace with it fast on the cheek him took , With sae gude will , while of his feet he shook . The swerd flew frae him a fur - breid on the land . Wallace was glad , and hint it soon in hand ; And with the swerd awkward ...
第 31 頁
... hand : A cross he made when he saw him so stand . At Wallace in the heid he swakit there , 3 And he in haste soon hynt4 it by the hair , Syne out at him again he couth it cast- Intill his heart he was greatly aghast . Richt weel he ...
... hand : A cross he made when he saw him so stand . At Wallace in the heid he swakit there , 3 And he in haste soon hynt4 it by the hair , Syne out at him again he couth it cast- Intill his heart he was greatly aghast . Richt weel he ...
第 39 頁
... hand , Opened the door , and thein at dinner fand . They tarried not to wash , as I suppose , But on to gae , wha micht the foremost win ; The burgess had a hole and in sho goes , Her sister had nae place to hide her in ; To see that ...
... hand , Opened the door , and thein at dinner fand . They tarried not to wash , as I suppose , But on to gae , wha micht the foremost win ; The burgess had a hole and in sho goes , Her sister had nae place to hide her in ; To see that ...
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... hand The governance of all Scotland : As quha wald , in ane stormie blast , Quhen marinaris been all agast , Throw danger of the seis rage , Wald tak ane child of tender age , Quhilk never had bin on the sey , And gar his bidding all ...
... hand The governance of all Scotland : As quha wald , in ane stormie blast , Quhen marinaris been all agast , Throw danger of the seis rage , Wald tak ane child of tender age , Quhilk never had bin on the sey , And gar his bidding all ...
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第 108 頁 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
第 106 頁 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
第 335 頁 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
第 84 頁 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,— In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs,— All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love.
第 108 頁 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
第 184 頁 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
第 186 頁 - She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
第 119 頁 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
第 366 頁 - A present deity! the vaulted roofs rebound! With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god; Aflects to nod And seems to shake the spheres. The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young: The jolly god in triumph comes ! Sound the trumpets, beat the drums!
第 172 頁 - And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! O lente, lente, currite noctis equi!