Chaucer to BurnsH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1913 |
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... my estimate of merit ; much or little has been requisitioned mainly according to the more or less of difficulty in gauging character and quality . To one charge I must plead guilty . I confess 6 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
... my estimate of merit ; much or little has been requisitioned mainly according to the more or less of difficulty in gauging character and quality . To one charge I must plead guilty . I confess 6 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
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... less wit , and a little more feeling , would be perfect : With how sad steps , O Moone , thou clim'st the skies ! How silently , and with how wanne a face ! What , may it be that even in heav'nly place That busie archer his sharpe ...
... less wit , and a little more feeling , would be perfect : With how sad steps , O Moone , thou clim'st the skies ! How silently , and with how wanne a face ! What , may it be that even in heav'nly place That busie archer his sharpe ...
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... less diffused intellectual atmosphere and friction than ours ; in a world where the wheels turned more slowly round ; in a more contracted circle of possible appreciation , but where any was tenfold more intense for the narrowness . The ...
... less diffused intellectual atmosphere and friction than ours ; in a world where the wheels turned more slowly round ; in a more contracted circle of possible appreciation , but where any was tenfold more intense for the narrowness . The ...
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... less copiousness in language , for less facility in versification . His heavenly gift of fancy itself , as onwards it far'd as dauncing in delight , might have been yet diviner had it known an occasional pause . Frequently it is hard to ...
... less copiousness in language , for less facility in versification . His heavenly gift of fancy itself , as onwards it far'd as dauncing in delight , might have been yet diviner had it known an occasional pause . Frequently it is hard to ...
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... less by national insensibility , than by the growing friction of life . His poetry could not have been born amid prosaic modern turmoil , competition of ambitions , topics , and interests 34 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
... less by national insensibility , than by the growing friction of life . His poetry could not have been born amid prosaic modern turmoil , competition of ambitions , topics , and interests 34 FIVE CENTURIES OF ENGLISH VERSE.
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Página 77 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...
Página 161 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Página 234 - Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Página 110 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest, may know At first sight if the bird be flown; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown. And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul, when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep.
Página 377 - By the festal cities' blaze, Whilst the wine-cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar Let us think of them that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore.
Página 115 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm. Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower...
Página 200 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet. And throws the melons at our feet; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice...
Página 51 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 299 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and God has given my share, — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Página 88 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.