A Book of Elizabethan LyricsFelix Emmanuel Schelling Ginn, 1895 - Всего страниц: 327 |
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Стр. xvi
... eyes , bright lips , and little cloven chin , her fair shadowed throat , and budding breasts . She shall be a shepherdess , and the passionate shepherd will cull the treasures of earth , and of the heaven of the gods of Greece and Rome ...
... eyes , bright lips , and little cloven chin , her fair shadowed throat , and budding breasts . She shall be a shepherdess , and the passionate shepherd will cull the treasures of earth , and of the heaven of the gods of Greece and Rome ...
Стр. xix
... eyes are nothing like the sun , Coral is far more red than her lips red ; And yet , by heaven , I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.1 Less known , though scarcely less excellent of its kind , is Chapman's rebuke ...
... eyes are nothing like the sun , Coral is far more red than her lips red ; And yet , by heaven , I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.1 Less known , though scarcely less excellent of its kind , is Chapman's rebuke ...
Стр. xx
... eye , Blown with the empty breath of vain desires , You that prefer the painted cabinet Before the wealthy jewels it ... eyes were never yet let in to see The majesty and riches of the mind , But dwell in darkness ; for your god is blind ...
... eye , Blown with the empty breath of vain desires , You that prefer the painted cabinet Before the wealthy jewels it ... eyes were never yet let in to see The majesty and riches of the mind , But dwell in darkness ; for your god is blind ...
Стр. xliv
... eyes , She won , and Cupid blind did rise , 1 or in the limpid trochaics ( usually truncated and hence consisting of but seven syllables ) of Breton , Barnfield , or Shakespeare , e.g .: On a day , alack the day ! Love , whose month is ...
... eyes , She won , and Cupid blind did rise , 1 or in the limpid trochaics ( usually truncated and hence consisting of but seven syllables ) of Breton , Barnfield , or Shakespeare , e.g .: On a day , alack the day ! Love , whose month is ...
Стр. xlviii
... secondary accent is likely to fall on alternate syllables : extenuate ; and that many rules of collocation further make for this tendency . 4 See p . 88 9-12 . Sister awake , close not your eyes The day its xlviii INTRODUCTION .
... secondary accent is likely to fall on alternate syllables : extenuate ; and that many rules of collocation further make for this tendency . 4 See p . 88 9-12 . Sister awake , close not your eyes The day its xlviii INTRODUCTION .
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Стр. 87 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound...
Стр. 184 - Sheds itself through the face, As alone there triumphs to the life All the gain, all the good, of the elements
Стр. 84 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Стр. 154 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Стр. 86 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it ; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Стр. 58 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Стр. 122 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear ; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low : Trip no further, pretty sweeting ; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Стр. 84 - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
Стр. 142 - And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
Стр. 164 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.