A Book of Elizabethan LyricsFelix Emmanuel Schelling Ginn, 1895 - Всего страниц: 327 |
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... King James , and came in time to chill and benumb the pulses of the nation . The best lyrics of this age are redolent with this soundness and health , and still joyous with the flush of youth and beauty . There is but one way in which ...
... King James , and came in time to chill and benumb the pulses of the nation . The best lyrics of this age are redolent with this soundness and health , and still joyous with the flush of youth and beauty . There is but one way in which ...
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... King James ' Essays of a Prentice , chap . iii . 8 Art of English Poetry , ed . Arber , p . 144 . 4 Cf. pp . 36 , 47 , 54 , 88 , 120 , 128 , 133 , 162 , 168 , 174 , 178 . 2 iambic , the rest trochaic . On the other xl INTRODUCTION .
... King James ' Essays of a Prentice , chap . iii . 8 Art of English Poetry , ed . Arber , p . 144 . 4 Cf. pp . 36 , 47 , 54 , 88 , 120 , 128 , 133 , 162 , 168 , 174 , 178 . 2 iambic , the rest trochaic . On the other xl INTRODUCTION .
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... king ! Crown all his altars with bright fire , Laurels bind about his lyre , A Daphnean coronet for his head , The Muses dance about his bed ; When on his ravishing lute he plays , Strew his temple round with bays . Io pæans let us sing ...
... king ! Crown all his altars with bright fire , Laurels bind about his lyre , A Daphnean coronet for his head , The Muses dance about his bed ; When on his ravishing lute he plays , Strew his temple round with bays . Io pæans let us sing ...
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... kings , Wherefore hast thou feet and wings ? It is to shew how swift thou art , When thou wound'st a tender heart ; Thy wings being clipped and feet held still , Thy bow so many could not kill . 5 It is all one in Venus ' wanton school ...
... kings , Wherefore hast thou feet and wings ? It is to shew how swift thou art , When thou wound'st a tender heart ; Thy wings being clipped and feet held still , Thy bow so many could not kill . 5 It is all one in Venus ' wanton school ...
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... king ; And sweeter too : For kings have cares that wait upon a crown , And cares can make the sweetest love to frown . Ah then , ah then , If country loves such sweet desires do gain , What lady would not love a shepherd swain ? His ...
... king ; And sweeter too : For kings have cares that wait upon a crown , And cares can make the sweetest love to frown . Ah then , ah then , If country loves such sweet desires do gain , What lady would not love a shepherd swain ? His ...
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Astrophel and Stella Beaumont beauty BEN JONSON birds breast Breton bright Bullen Campion couplet Davison death delight desire Dirge Donne doth Drayton Drummond earth Elizabethan Elizabethan lyric England's Helicon English eyes fair fear Fleay Fletcher flowers Francis Beaumont golden grace Gram green grief Grosart hath heart heaven honor Italian JOHN FLETCHER Jonson kiss lady live Love's lovers Lyrics from Elizabethan lyrists madrigal metre metrical Michael Drayton mistress Muse never NICHOLAS BRETON night nonny passion pastoral Philip Rosseter Phyllis play pleasure poem Poetical Rhapsody poetry poets praise pretty quatorzain Queen rimes SAMUEL DANIEL sense Shakespeare shepherd Sidney sighs sing sleep Song Books sonnet sorrow soul Spenser spring stanza sweet content tercets thee Thomas THOMAS CAMPION THOMAS DEKKER thou art thought trochaic unto verse wanton weep whilst WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE words writing written ΙΟ
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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.