A Book of Elizabethan LyricsFelix Emmanuel Schelling Ginn, 1895 - Всего страниц: 327 |
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Стр. ix
... light thing to say of a poem that " no man's gravity hath been disturbed thereby , " and the touch- stone of " high seriousness " may perhaps be applied with much success to that group of classical productions which e far more admired t ...
... light thing to say of a poem that " no man's gravity hath been disturbed thereby , " and the touch- stone of " high seriousness " may perhaps be applied with much success to that group of classical productions which e far more admired t ...
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... light of his time , gave it forth a hun- dredfold , so Donne , withdrawn almost wholly from the influences affecting his contemporaries , shone and glowed with a strange light all his own . Few lyrical poets have ever rivaled Donne in ...
... light of his time , gave it forth a hun- dredfold , so Donne , withdrawn almost wholly from the influences affecting his contemporaries , shone and glowed with a strange light all his own . Few lyrical poets have ever rivaled Donne in ...
Стр. xxxi
... lights and deep , rich shadows , we have here the perfection of winged music , wedded to the perfection of lyrical emotion . In the last years of the century an original and potent influence began to make itself felt . Ben Jonson is one ...
... lights and deep , rich shadows , we have here the perfection of winged music , wedded to the perfection of lyrical emotion . In the last years of the century an original and potent influence began to make itself felt . Ben Jonson is one ...
Стр. xlii
... light tripping measure for his refrain , as in the second and third examples which follow : I am slain by a fair cruel maid . Heigh - ho ! sing heigh - ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning , most loving mere folly ...
... light tripping measure for his refrain , as in the second and third examples which follow : I am slain by a fair cruel maid . Heigh - ho ! sing heigh - ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning , most loving mere folly ...
Стр. xlix
Felix Emmanuel Schelling. Sister awake , close not your eyes The day its light discloses And the bright morning doth arise Out of her bed of roses ; 1 . or this of John Fletcher : Away , delights ! go seek some other dwelling , For I ...
Felix Emmanuel Schelling. Sister awake , close not your eyes The day its light discloses And the bright morning doth arise Out of her bed of roses ; 1 . or this of John Fletcher : Away , delights ! go seek some other dwelling , For I ...
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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.