A History of Elizabethan LiteratureMacmillan and Company, 1887 - 471 Seiten |
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... once , or else at least be true . By tasted sweetness , make me not to rue The sudden loss of thy false feigned grace . By good respect in such a dangerous case Thou brought'st not her into these tossing seas But mad'st my sprite to ...
... once , or else at least be true . By tasted sweetness , make me not to rue The sudden loss of thy false feigned grace . By good respect in such a dangerous case Thou brought'st not her into these tossing seas But mad'st my sprite to ...
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... once again and set your foot by mine , Whose woeful plight and sorrows great , no tongue can well define . " 2 66 1 As printed exactly in both first and second editions this sonnet is evi- dently corrupt , and the variations between the ...
... once again and set your foot by mine , Whose woeful plight and sorrows great , no tongue can well define . " 2 66 1 As printed exactly in both first and second editions this sonnet is evi- dently corrupt , and the variations between the ...
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... once for all . In the hands , moreover , of the poets of this particular time , whether they were printed at length or cut up into eights and sixes , they had an almost irresistible tendency to degenerate into a kind of lolloping amble ...
... once for all . In the hands , moreover , of the poets of this particular time , whether they were printed at length or cut up into eights and sixes , they had an almost irresistible tendency to degenerate into a kind of lolloping amble ...
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... once the form is of hardly superior importance to the matter . It is a question of some interest , though unfortunately one wholly incapable of solution , whether the change in the character of poetical thought and theme which Wyatt and ...
... once the form is of hardly superior importance to the matter . It is a question of some interest , though unfortunately one wholly incapable of solution , whether the change in the character of poetical thought and theme which Wyatt and ...
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... once strikes the reader , not merely of them but of the collections of individual work which accompany them , as so astonishing , is the level which is occasion- ally reached . The work is often the work of persons quite unknown or ...
... once strikes the reader , not merely of them but of the collections of individual work which accompany them , as so astonishing , is the level which is occasion- ally reached . The work is often the work of persons quite unknown or ...
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Seite 115 - 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. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his...
Seite 115 - 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...
Seite 110 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
Seite 126 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage ; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Seite 102 - I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe, Studying inventions fine, her wits to entertain; Oft turning others...
Seite 363 - Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from mortal eye In shady leaves of destiny...
Seite 361 - O thou undaunted daughter of desires! By all thy dower of lights and fires; By all the eagle in thee, all the dove; By all thy lives and deaths of love; By thy large draughts of intellectual day...
Seite 332 - ... inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the libration and frequent weighing of his wings, till the little creature was forced to sit down and pant, and stay till the storm was over ; and then it made a prosperous flight, and did rise and sing, as if it had learned music and motion from an angel, as he passed sometimes through the air, about his ministries here below. So is the prayer of a good man...
Seite 364 - And teach her fair steps tread our Earth ; Till that divine Idea, take a shrine Of crystal flesh, through which to shine ; Meet you her, my wishes, Bespeak her to my blisses, And be ye call'd, my absent kisses.
Seite 275 - Call for the robin-red-breast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Call unto his funeral dole The ant, the field-mouse, and the mole To rear him hillocks that shall keep him warm And (when gay tombs are robbed) sustain no harm, But keep the wolf far thence that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again.