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... spirit and inter- marked out as the cause of the extinction of est , as the preparatory images of a consecrated Chivalry ; but even if that invention had not warfare . And those spectacles constituted a taken place , it may well be ...
... spirit and inter- marked out as the cause of the extinction of est , as the preparatory images of a consecrated Chivalry ; but even if that invention had not warfare . And those spectacles constituted a taken place , it may well be ...
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... spirit , that is not wholly with- out its attraction and delight . Chaucer was afterwards happily drawn to the more natural style of Boccaccio , and from him he derived the hint of a subject ‡ , in which , besides his own original ...
... spirit , that is not wholly with- out its attraction and delight . Chaucer was afterwards happily drawn to the more natural style of Boccaccio , and from him he derived the hint of a subject ‡ , in which , besides his own original ...
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... spirit of reflection . His French sonnets are marked by elegance and sensibility , and his English poetry contains a digest of all that constituted the knowledge of his age . His contemporaries greatly esteemed him ; and the Scottish ...
... spirit of reflection . His French sonnets are marked by elegance and sensibility , and his English poetry contains a digest of all that constituted the knowledge of his age . His contemporaries greatly esteemed him ; and the Scottish ...
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... spirit was thus brutalised , whilst the value and security of life were abridged , whilst the wealth of the rich was employed only in war , and the chance of pa- tronage taken from the scholar ; in Italy , princes and magistrates vied ...
... spirit was thus brutalised , whilst the value and security of life were abridged , whilst the wealth of the rich was employed only in war , and the chance of pa- tronage taken from the scholar ; in Italy , princes and magistrates vied ...
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... spirit * . But his eccentricity in attempts at humour is at once vulgar and flippant ; and his style is almost a texture of slang phrases , patched with shreds of French and Latin . We are told , indeed , in a periodical work of the ...
... spirit * . But his eccentricity in attempts at humour is at once vulgar and flippant ; and his style is almost a texture of slang phrases , patched with shreds of French and Latin . We are told , indeed , in a periodical work of the ...
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appear Aret arms beauty behold Ben Jonson blood Born breast breath bright Canterbury Tales Cham Chaucer CLEORA court DAVID LYNDSAY dear death delight Died doth Dryden earth English eyes fair fame fancy fate father fear fire flame genius give grace hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Hengo honour Hudibras Jonson king lady language Layamon Leosthenes light live look Lord maid Massinissa Metis mind Mirror for Magistrates Muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er passion pleasure poem poet poetical poetry Pope praise prince queen quoth racter reign Saxon scene Scotland seem'd shade Shakspeare shine sight sing smile song sorrow soul speak spirit sweet sylphs taste tears tell thee thine things thou art thought Twas unto verse virtue wanton whilst William Davenant wind wretch youth
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Page 126 - 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. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 42 - And we will sit upon the rocks Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle.
Page 259 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Page 264 - Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Page 75 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Page 259 - Rescued from death by force, though pale and faint. Mine, as whom washed from spot of child-bed taint Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 41 - Come, sleep ! O sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, Th...
Page 306 - Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high, He sought the storms ; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
Page 306 - Of these the false Achitophel was first, A name to all succeeding ages cursed; For close designs and crooked counsels fit, Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit; Restless, unfix'd in principles and place, In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace; A fiery soul, which, working out, its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-inform'd the tenement of clay.
Page 156 - ASK ME No MORE ASK me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more...