The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, المجلد 1Harper & brothers, 1851 |
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الصفحة 27
... beauty . Alfred's poems are based chiefly on Boethius ; but the original writer often merely suggests the thought , which the royal bard expands into symmetrical beauty . This is peculiarly the case in the odes that follow , the first ...
... beauty . Alfred's poems are based chiefly on Boethius ; but the original writer often merely suggests the thought , which the royal bard expands into symmetrical beauty . This is peculiarly the case in the odes that follow , the first ...
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... beauty of his person , and his distinguished accomplish- ments , attracting the attention of the court , he was invited to leave his pros- pective profession , and enter into the service of the king . Assenting with- out hesitation to ...
... beauty of his person , and his distinguished accomplish- ments , attracting the attention of the court , he was invited to leave his pros- pective profession , and enter into the service of the king . Assenting with- out hesitation to ...
الصفحة 46
... colors , the truth and beauty of which will be recognized where- ever such a heart beats . His versatility , too , was extraordinary . No other English poet , if we except Shakspeare , ever exhibited 46 [ LECT . II . CHAUCER .
... colors , the truth and beauty of which will be recognized where- ever such a heart beats . His versatility , too , was extraordinary . No other English poet , if we except Shakspeare , ever exhibited 46 [ LECT . II . CHAUCER .
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... Beauty enough to make a world to doat . About her neck , white as the fire amail , 7 A goodly chain of small orfevory , 8 Whereby there hung a ruby , without fail , Like to ane heart shapen verily , That as a spark , of low , 9 so ...
... Beauty enough to make a world to doat . About her neck , white as the fire amail , 7 A goodly chain of small orfevory , 8 Whereby there hung a ruby , without fail , Like to ane heart shapen verily , That as a spark , of low , 9 so ...
الصفحة 75
... beauty in a lady's face , That she suld have the thank therefor or luve , But He , the worker , that put in her sic grace ; Of beauty , bounty , riches , time , or space , And every gudeness that been to come or gone The thank redounds ...
... beauty in a lady's face , That she suld have the thank therefor or luve , But He , the worker , that put in her sic grace ; Of beauty , bounty , riches , time , or space , And every gudeness that been to come or gone The thank redounds ...
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afterward beauty became Ben Jonson bishop born bright Cæsar Cambridge character Charles Chaucer church College court death delight died divine doth dramas Earl earth Elizabeth England English English language eyes Faery Queen fair fancy father fear flowers genius give grace hath heart heaven Henry the Eighth holy honour Hudibras James JOHN Jonson king king's lady language Latin learning Leicestershire light literary live London Lord mind moral muse nature never night Oxford passage passed passion period play poems poet poetical poetry praise prince prose published queen reign remarks satire Scotland Scripture Shakspeare sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep song soon soul spirit studies style sweet tell thee things thought tongue translation Trinity College university of Cambridge university of Oxford unto verse Westminster Abbey Westminster school Wickliffe wind writer wrote
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الصفحة 210 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, 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. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly...
الصفحة 316 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
الصفحة 478 - 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.
الصفحة 299 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
الصفحة 310 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
الصفحة 217 - Come, let us go, while we are in our prime, And take the harmless folly of the time! We shall grow old apace, and die Before we know our liberty. Our life is short, and our days run As fast away as does the sun. And, as a vapour or a drop of rain, Once lost, can ne'er be found again, So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade, All love, all liking, all delight Lies drown'd with us in endless night. Then, while time serves, and we are but decaying, Come, my Corinna, come, let's...
الصفحة 477 - And, though the shady Gloom Had given Day her room, The Sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need : He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axletree could bear.
الصفحة 483 - Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy th
الصفحة 390 - But little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company ; and faces are but a gallery of pictures ; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
الصفحة 480 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...