Specimens of the British Poets: Chaucer, 1400, to Beaumont, 1628Thomas Campbell John Murray, 1819 |
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... fire - red cherubinnès3 face , For sausèfleme1 he was , with eyen narwe " . As hote he was , and likerous as a sparwe , With scalled browès blake , and pilled berd : Of his visage children were sore aferd . Ther n'as quiksilver ...
... fire - red cherubinnès3 face , For sausèfleme1 he was , with eyen narwe " . As hote he was , and likerous as a sparwe , With scalled browès blake , and pilled berd : Of his visage children were sore aferd . Ther n'as quiksilver ...
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... . His writings exhibit all the crude erudition and science of his age ; a knowledge sufficient to have been the fuel of genius , if Gower had possessed its fire . THE TALE OF THE COFFERS OR CASKETS , & c E 2 GOWER . 51 . CONTENTS.
... . His writings exhibit all the crude erudition and science of his age ; a knowledge sufficient to have been the fuel of genius , if Gower had possessed its fire . THE TALE OF THE COFFERS OR CASKETS , & c E 2 GOWER . 51 . CONTENTS.
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... fire . James I. of Scotland ; Henrysoun , the author of Robene and Makyne , the first known pastoral , and one of the best , in a dialect rich with the favours of the pastoral muse ; Douglas , the translator of Virgil ; Dunbar , Mersar ...
... fire . James I. of Scotland ; Henrysoun , the author of Robene and Makyne , the first known pastoral , and one of the best , in a dialect rich with the favours of the pastoral muse ; Douglas , the translator of Virgil ; Dunbar , Mersar ...
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... fire ; With many an emerant and faire sapphire , And on her head a chaplet fresh of hue , Of plumys parted red and white and blue . XXIX . About her neck , white as the fyr amaille " , A goodly chain of small orfevyrie 7 , Whereby there ...
... fire ; With many an emerant and faire sapphire , And on her head a chaplet fresh of hue , Of plumys parted red and white and blue . XXIX . About her neck , white as the fyr amaille " , A goodly chain of small orfevyrie 7 , Whereby there ...
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... fire as they skipt . They grinned with hideous groans . 11 III . Holy harlots in haughty guise . Came in with many sundry masks . - 3 But yet Satan never laughed . - 4 While priests came with their bare shaven necks . — 5 Then all the ...
... fire as they skipt . They grinned with hideous groans . 11 III . Holy harlots in haughty guise . Came in with many sundry masks . - 3 But yet Satan never laughed . - 4 While priests came with their bare shaven necks . — 5 Then all the ...
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第 283 頁 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth "s unknown, although his height be taken.
第 160 頁 - Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
第 111 頁 - Forget not yet the tried intent Of such a truth as I have meant ; My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet ! Forget not yet when first began The weary life ye know, since whan The suit, the service none tell can ; Forget not yet ! Forget not yet the great assays, The cruel wrong...
第 122 頁 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
第 235 頁 - With these, the crystal of his brow, And then the dimple of his chin : All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes, She won, and Cupid blind did rise. O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall, alas ! become of me...
第 340 頁 - So high in thoughts as I : You left a kiss Upon these lips then, which I mean to keep From you for ever. I did hear you talk Far above singing ! After you were gone, I grew acquainted with my heart, and search'd What stirr'd it so : Alas ! I found it love ; Yet far from lust ; for could I but have lived In presence of you, I had had my end.
第 219 頁 - Tell zeal it lacks devotion, Tell love it is but lust, Tell time it is but motion, Tell flesh it is but dust ; And wish them not reply, For thou must give the lie.
第 283 頁 - When summer's breath their masked buds discloses : But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made : And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth.
第 20 頁 - And bathed every veyne in swich licour. Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes...
第 283 頁 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses ; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves.