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... wave , Whose bridle rung with golden bels and bosses brave . XIV With faire disport and courting dalliaunce She intertainde her lover all the way : But when she saw the knight his speare advaunce , Shee soone left of her mirth and ...
... wave , Whose bridle rung with golden bels and bosses brave . XIV With faire disport and courting dalliaunce She intertainde her lover all the way : But when she saw the knight his speare advaunce , Shee soone left of her mirth and ...
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... wave did ever freshly well , Ne ever would through fervent sommer fade : The sacred nymph , which therein wont to dwell , Was out of Dianes favor , as it then befell . V The cause was this : one day when Phoebe favre With all her band ...
... wave did ever freshly well , Ne ever would through fervent sommer fade : The sacred nymph , which therein wont to dwell , Was out of Dianes favor , as it then befell . V The cause was this : one day when Phoebe favre With all her band ...
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... have , That makes frayle flesh to feare the bitter wave ? Is not short payne well borne , that bringes long ease , And layes the soule to sleepe in quiet grave ? Sleepe after toyle , port after stormie seas , Ease THE FAERIE QUEENE 81.
... have , That makes frayle flesh to feare the bitter wave ? Is not short payne well borne , that bringes long ease , And layes the soule to sleepe in quiet grave ? Sleepe after toyle , port after stormie seas , Ease THE FAERIE QUEENE 81.
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... wave , That Mercy in the end his righteous soule might save . XXXV The godly matrone by the hand him beares Forth from her presence , by a narrow way , Scattred with bushy thornes and ragged breares , Which still before him she remov'd ...
... wave , That Mercy in the end his righteous soule might save . XXXV The godly matrone by the hand him beares Forth from her presence , by a narrow way , Scattred with bushy thornes and ragged breares , Which still before him she remov'd ...
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... wave , Where he hath lefte his plumes all hory gray , And deckt himselfe with fethers youthly gay , Like eyas hauke up mounts unto the skies , His newly budded pineons to assay , And merveiles at him selfe , stil as he flies : So new ...
... wave , Where he hath lefte his plumes all hory gray , And deckt himselfe with fethers youthly gay , Like eyas hauke up mounts unto the skies , His newly budded pineons to assay , And merveiles at him selfe , stil as he flies : So new ...
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The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning: Ed., with Introduction ... Lucius Hudson Holt Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1915 |
The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning Lucius Hudson Holt Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1915 |
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Sida 118 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Sida 333 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Sida 580 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing ; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Sida 567 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Sida 534 - It struggles and howls at fits; Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream...
Sida 306 - My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
Sida 774 - The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace, — all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech.
Sida 118 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Sida 745 - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
Sida 134 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise. 70 (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days ; But, the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.