Homes and Haunts of the Most Eminent British Poets, Band 1R. Bentley, 1847 |
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... death . It has been said , how could this be ? How could a man with lands and a castle be in such necessity ; and it has been attributed to the desire of his biographers to excite an undue sympathy for their subject , that they have ...
... death . It has been said , how could this be ? How could a man with lands and a castle be in such necessity ; and it has been attributed to the desire of his biographers to excite an undue sympathy for their subject , that they have ...
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... death of a " maiden of great blood , " supposed to have been a daughter of the Earl of Leicester . In the tenth eclogue he lauds the Earl of Leicester as " the worthy whom the queen loves best ; " so that he was now got into the very ...
... death of a " maiden of great blood , " supposed to have been a daughter of the Earl of Leicester . In the tenth eclogue he lauds the Earl of Leicester as " the worthy whom the queen loves best ; " so that he was now got into the very ...
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... death in 1598-9 , has been said to be sufficient refutation of all that has been alleged against Burleigh in Spenser's case . But how does this at all remove the statements of Burleigh's dislike of Spenser and reluctance to his ...
... death in 1598-9 , has been said to be sufficient refutation of all that has been alleged against Burleigh in Spenser's case . But how does this at all remove the statements of Burleigh's dislike of Spenser and reluctance to his ...
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... death of his hopes in England , and he set out to reside on and cultivate his newly acquired estate in Ireland ; having lamented Sir Philip's death in the pastoral elegy of Astrophel . This was in 1586. In three or four years , 1590 or ...
... death of his hopes in England , and he set out to reside on and cultivate his newly acquired estate in Ireland ; having lamented Sir Philip's death in the pastoral elegy of Astrophel . This was in 1586. In three or four years , 1590 or ...
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... death of the undertaker the best beast as an heriot . To be discharged of all taxes whatsoever , except subsidies levied by parliament . Bogs , mountains , & c . not to be included , till im- proved , and then to pay a halfpenny for ...
... death of the undertaker the best beast as an heriot . To be discharged of all taxes whatsoever , except subsidies levied by parliament . Bogs , mountains , & c . not to be included , till im- proved , and then to pay a halfpenny for ...
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Addison afterwards Allan Cunningham amid amongst ancient appears Ballater Ballymahon beautiful Burns Burns's Byron called castle character Chatterton Chaucer church Colston's school cottage Cowper daughter death descendants Dryden Earl England Faerie Queene fame father feeling friends garden genius glorious Goldsmith ground hand haunts heart hills honour Hudibras Ireland James Thomson Johnson Kilkenny Lady letters literary lived lodgings London look Lord Lord Byron marriage married Mauchline meadows ment miles Milton mind monument mother nature never noble Oliver Goldsmith once park poem poet poet's poetical poetry poor Pope present Queen residence river Robert Burns says scene seems Shakspeare Shanter Shelley side Sir William Sir William Stanhope soon soul Spenser spirit spot stands Swift Tarbolton Thomson Tighe took tower town trees Twickenham village walk wall whole wife William Canynge woods wrote
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Seite 42 - On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth So great an object: can this cockpit hold The vasty fields of France? or may we cram Within this wooden O the very casques That did affright the air at Agincourt?
Seite 89 - The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said; But that two-handed engine at the door 130 Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Seite 71 - Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flowerets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks; Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Seite 45 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Seite 282 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Seite 17 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Seite 76 - While the ploughman near at hand Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures...
Seite 430 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Seite 342 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Seite 52 - Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was an hungered, and ye gave me no meat; I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink; I was a stranger, and ye took me not in; naked, and ye clothed me not; sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.