Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language,Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1811 - English poetry |
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... earth ; she then gives him a view of purgatory ; opens to his view all the riches of our planet ; trans- ports him through the three elements of water , air , and fire ; visits with him the seven planets ; passes to the chrystalline and ...
... earth ; she then gives him a view of purgatory ; opens to his view all the riches of our planet ; trans- ports him through the three elements of water , air , and fire ; visits with him the seven planets ; passes to the chrystalline and ...
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... of judgment , from whence I have extracted the following lines : " The complaynte , & c . of a Popinjay , " London , 1580 , 4to , reads " seeing . " 2 Ed . 1530 , “ ryve . ” Then , with one roar , the earth shall rive [ 25 ]
... of judgment , from whence I have extracted the following lines : " The complaynte , & c . of a Popinjay , " London , 1580 , 4to , reads " seeing . " 2 Ed . 1530 , “ ryve . ” Then , with one roar , the earth shall rive [ 25 ]
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... earth shall rive , And swallow them both man and wife . Then shall those créatures forlorn I Warie the hour that they were born , 2 With many yamer , yewt , 3 and yell , From time they feel the flamis fell , Upon their tender bodies ...
... earth shall rive , And swallow them both man and wife . Then shall those créatures forlorn I Warie the hour that they were born , 2 With many yamer , yewt , 3 and yell , From time they feel the flamis fell , Upon their tender bodies ...
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... earth alone , That are as wolves these silly lambs among ; I cannot with my words complain and moan , And suffer nought , -nor smart without complaint , - Nor turn the word that from mouth is gone . my I cannot speak and look like as a ...
... earth alone , That are as wolves these silly lambs among ; I cannot with my words complain and moan , And suffer nought , -nor smart without complaint , - Nor turn the word that from mouth is gone . my I cannot speak and look like as a ...
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... earth in lively lustiness ; Once have the winds the trees despoiled clean , And once again begins their cruelness ; Since I have hid under my breast the harm , That never shall recover healthfulness . The winter's hurt recovers with the ...
... earth in lively lustiness ; Once have the winds the trees despoiled clean , And once again begins their cruelness ; Since I have hid under my breast the harm , That never shall recover healthfulness . The winter's hurt recovers with the ...
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Page 220 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Page 352 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require.
Page 336 - Tell arts they have no soundness, But vary by esteeming ; Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming : If arts and schools reply, Give arts and schools the lie. Tell faith it's fled the city; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell manhood shakes off pity ; Tell virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply, Spare not to give the lie. So when thou hast, as I Commanded thee, done blabbing, — Although to give the lie Deserves no less than stabbing, — Stab at thee he that will,...
Page 342 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Page 351 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
Page 364 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise...
Page 220 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Page 383 - Song Go, and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me, where all past years are, Or who cleft the Devil's foot, Teach me to hear mermaids singing, Or to keep off envy's stinging, And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind.
Page 243 - At cards for kisses, Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Page 384 - Things invisible to see, Ride ten thousand days and nights, Till age snow white hairs on thee, Thou, when thou return'st, wilt tell me All strange wonders that befell thee, And swear No where Lives a woman true, and fair. If thou find'st one, let me know, Such a pilgrimage were sweet; Yet do not, I would not go, Though at next door we might meet, Though she were true, when you met her, And last, till you write your letter, Yet she Will be False, ere I come, to two, or three.