The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen4J. Johnson, 1810 - 782 páginas |
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... breast , findes her selfe adorned as in a rich palace , making that excellent which makes her admirable ; which like the Sunne , ( from thence ) begetteth most pre- cious things of this earthly world , onely by the vertue of his rayes ...
... breast , findes her selfe adorned as in a rich palace , making that excellent which makes her admirable ; which like the Sunne , ( from thence ) begetteth most pre- cious things of this earthly world , onely by the vertue of his rayes ...
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... breast . Loue from mine eye , a teare shall neuer wring , Nor in ah - mees my whyning sonnets drest , ( A libertine ) fantastickely I sing : My verse is the true image of my minde , Ever in motion , still desiring change , To choice of ...
... breast . Loue from mine eye , a teare shall neuer wring , Nor in ah - mees my whyning sonnets drest , ( A libertine ) fantastickely I sing : My verse is the true image of my minde , Ever in motion , still desiring change , To choice of ...
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... breast That sprightly fire which courage bids him take ; For ere the Sun next rising went to bed , The French by them in triumph should be led . And from their cabins ere the French arose , ( Drowned in the pleasure of the passed night ) ...
... breast That sprightly fire which courage bids him take ; For ere the Sun next rising went to bed , The French by them in triumph should be led . And from their cabins ere the French arose , ( Drowned in the pleasure of the passed night ) ...
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... breast , not to allow you graves , Be she so much ashamed of your birth : May he be curst that one of you but saves ; And be in France hereafter such a dearth Of courage , that men from their wits it fear , A drum or trumpet when they ...
... breast , not to allow you graves , Be she so much ashamed of your birth : May he be curst that one of you but saves ; And be in France hereafter such a dearth Of courage , that men from their wits it fear , A drum or trumpet when they ...
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... breast a sacred fire infuse , Ravish my spirit this great work t ' attend ; Let the still night my labour'd lines peruse , Then , when my poems gain their wished end , They whose sad eycs shall read this tragic story In my weak hand ...
... breast a sacred fire infuse , Ravish my spirit this great work t ' attend ; Let the still night my labour'd lines peruse , Then , when my poems gain their wished end , They whose sad eycs shall read this tragic story In my weak hand ...
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Términos y frases comunes
amongst ancient arms bear beauty behold betwixt blood brave breast Brennus bring Britons brought call'd cast course crown dainty dear death delight dost doth duke duke of York earl earth Edward England English ev'ry eyes fair fall fame fear flood fortune France French friends Gaul goodly grace hand hast hate hath heart Heaven Henry Henry III hills hither holy honour isle Julius Cæsar king land live lord MICHAEL DRAYTON mighty Muse Nennius Neptune never night noble Northumberland nymphs Pict POLY-OLBION pow'r praise prince proud queen quoth rest river Saint Saxons scarce scite Scotland seem'd Severn shepherds shire shore sight sing slain Somerset song stand stood strong Suffolk sundry sweet sword tell Thames thee thence thine things thou tow'rds twixt unto valiant Wales Warwick whence wherein whilst wise wondrous Yorkists
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Página 405 - SINCE there's no help, come let us kiss and part, Nay I have done, you get no more of me ; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free ; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 428 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Caux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train Landed King Harry.
Página 428 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope.
Página 374 - From wealthy abbots chests, and churls abundant store, What oftentimes he took, he shar'd among the poor : No lordly bishop came in lusty Robin's way, To him before he went, but for his pass must pay : The widow in distress he graciously...
Página 122 - This Puck seems but a dreaming dolt, Still walking like a ragged colt, And oft out of a bush doth bolt, Of purpose to deceive us; And leading us makes us to stray, Long winter's nights, out of the way; And when we stick in mire and clay, Hob doth with laughter leave us.
Página 428 - They now to fight are gone, Armour on armour shone, Drum now to drum did groan, To hear was wonder ; That with the cries they make. The very earth did shake. Trumpet to trumpet spake. Thunder to thunder.
Página 120 - And somewhat southward toward the noon, Whence lies a way up to the moon, And thence the Fairy can as soon Pass to the earth below it. The walls of spiders...
Página 428 - With Spanish yew so strong, Arrows a cloth-yard long That like to serpents stung, Piercing the weather; None from his fellow starts, But playing manly parts, And like true English hearts Stuck close together.
Página 405 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 125 - And suddenly unties the poke, Which out of it sent such a smoke, As ready was them all to choke, So grievous was the pother; So that the knights each other lost, And stood as still as any post; Tom Thumb nor Tomalin could boast Themselves of any other.
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Prose in the Age of Poets: Romanticism and Biographical Narrative from ... Annette Wheeler Cafarelli Vista de fragmentos - 1990 |