The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers, Том 2Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1896 - Всего страниц: 20 |
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... English writer except Milton , the lyrical part of them , though always adequate , rarely challenges special admiration . The extract in heroic couplets from the Hymenai furnishes a typical instance of the thought expended by Jonson ...
... English writer except Milton , the lyrical part of them , though always adequate , rarely challenges special admiration . The extract in heroic couplets from the Hymenai furnishes a typical instance of the thought expended by Jonson ...
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... they love lees , and leave the lusty wine , Envy them not , their palate's with the swine , No doubt some mouldy tale , Like Pericles , and 12 THE ENGLISH POETS . Song before the Entry of the Masquers (from The Fortunate Isles)
... they love lees , and leave the lusty wine , Envy them not , their palate's with the swine , No doubt some mouldy tale , Like Pericles , and 12 THE ENGLISH POETS . Song before the Entry of the Masquers (from The Fortunate Isles)
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... ENGLISH CENSURER . To thee , my way in Epigrams seems new , When both it is the old way , and the true . Thou sayst that cannot be ; for thou hast seen Davis and Weever , and the best have been , And mine come nothing like . I hope so ...
... ENGLISH CENSURER . To thee , my way in Epigrams seems new , When both it is the old way , and the true . Thou sayst that cannot be ; for thou hast seen Davis and Weever , and the best have been , And mine come nothing like . I hope so ...
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... her more ? But thou art proof against them and , indeed , Above the ill fortune of them , or the need . ' Prometheus son of Iapetus . I therefore will begin : Soul of the age ! 18 THE ENGLISH POETS . PAGE Prof A W Ward I.
... her more ? But thou art proof against them and , indeed , Above the ill fortune of them , or the need . ' Prometheus son of Iapetus . I therefore will begin : Soul of the age ! 18 THE ENGLISH POETS . PAGE Prof A W Ward I.
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... English , as it was spoken in England , rather than his native Scotch . His wealth and his leisure enabled him to surround himself with books ; he was familiar with both ancient and modern literature . An interesting gift of his to the ...
... English , as it was spoken in England , rather than his native Scotch . His wealth and his leisure enabled him to surround himself with books ; he was familiar with both ancient and modern literature . An interesting gift of his to the ...
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The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions, Том 2 Thomas Humphry Ward Полный просмотр - 1902 |
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Absalom and Achitophel beauty Ben Jonson born breast breath bright Carew Castara Catullus Comus Cowley crown death delight died divine dost doth Dryden earth EDMUND W English eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire flame flowers genius Giles Fletcher glory grace Habington hand happy hast hath heart heaven hell Herbert heroic couplet Herrick Hesperides hill honour Hudibras Jonson King kiss Lady light live Lord Lovelace Lycidas maid masques Milton mind mistress Muse never night o'er once Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passion Perilla pleasure poems poet poet's poetic poetry praise pride rhyme rose sacred satire shade shalt shine sigh sight sing sleep song sonnet soul stars tears thee thine things thou thought unto verse Waller wanton weep WILLIAM HABINGTON winds wings write youth
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Стр. 315 - And bring all heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Стр. 218 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, poor captives, creep to death.
Стр. 218 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made : With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Стр. 309 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Стр. 178 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Стр. 337 - He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Стр. 309 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid Dancing in the chequer'd shade...
Стр. 307 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Стр. 301 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that eternal spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Стр. 357 - The birds their quire apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal spring.