Introduction to American Literature: Or, The Origin and Development of the English Language, with Gems of PoetryDerby, Bradley, 1846 - 420 ページ |
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... JONSON , BEAUMONT , AND Hope .. ........ ...... 319 FLETCHER , 290 Love , ... ... 319 BEN JONSON , .. .291 Drinking , ..320 Volpone ....... To Cynthia ,. On Lucy , .. ..291 Beauty , ... ..... 321 .293 The Epicure , ...... .321 ....... .293 ...
... JONSON , BEAUMONT , AND Hope .. ........ ...... 319 FLETCHER , 290 Love , ... ... 319 BEN JONSON , .. .291 Drinking , ..320 Volpone ....... To Cynthia ,. On Lucy , .. ..291 Beauty , ... ..... 321 .293 The Epicure , ...... .321 ....... .293 ...
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... BEN JONSON , 1574 1637 JOHN FLETCHER , 1576 1625 THOMAS CAREW , 1577 1634 FRANCIS BEAUMONT , 1585 1628 EDMUND WALLER , 1605 1687 JOHN MILTON , 1608 1674 SIR JOHN SUCKLING ; 1608-9 1641 RICHARD CRASHAW , 1615 1650 SIR JOHN DENHAM , 1615 ...
... BEN JONSON , 1574 1637 JOHN FLETCHER , 1576 1625 THOMAS CAREW , 1577 1634 FRANCIS BEAUMONT , 1585 1628 EDMUND WALLER , 1605 1687 JOHN MILTON , 1608 1674 SIR JOHN SUCKLING ; 1608-9 1641 RICHARD CRASHAW , 1615 1650 SIR JOHN DENHAM , 1615 ...
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... BEN JONSON . A poet is a maker as the word signifies ; and he that cannot make , that is . invent , hath his name for nothing . How far have we Profaned thy heavenly gift of poesy ? Made prostitute and profligate the muse DRYDEN . Whose ...
... BEN JONSON . A poet is a maker as the word signifies ; and he that cannot make , that is . invent , hath his name for nothing . How far have we Profaned thy heavenly gift of poesy ? Made prostitute and profligate the muse DRYDEN . Whose ...
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... * Volpone makes love to Celia . See , behold , What thou art queen of ; not in expectation , As I feed others , but possess'd and crown'd . AND FLETCHER . 291 Hope 319 FLETCHER, Love, 319 BEN JONSON, Drinking, 320 Volpone.
... * Volpone makes love to Celia . See , behold , What thou art queen of ; not in expectation , As I feed others , but possess'd and crown'd . AND FLETCHER . 291 Hope 319 FLETCHER, Love, 319 BEN JONSON, Drinking, 320 Volpone.
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... Ben Jonson derived from particular persons , they made it not their business to describe ; they represent- ed all the passions very lively , but above all , love . " " I am apt to believe , " he continues , " the English language in ...
... Ben Jonson derived from particular persons , they made it not their business to describe ; they represent- ed all the passions very lively , but above all , love . " " I am apt to believe , " he continues , " the English language in ...
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354 ページ - 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...
355 ページ - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wond'rous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride; And if aught else, great bards beside, In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of tourneys and of trophies hung; Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.
355 ページ - And when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves And shadows brown that Sylvan loves, Of pine or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
357 ページ - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
272 ページ - How does my royal lord ? How fares your majesty ? Lear. You do me wrong to take me out o' the grave : Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
353 ページ - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast. And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing...
354 ページ - Swinging slow with sullen roar ; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm.
352 ページ - He met her, and in secret shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove, While yet there was no fear of Jove. 30 Come, pensive Nun, devout and pure, Sober, steadfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain Flowing with majestic train, And sable stole of cypress lawn, 35 Over thy decent shoulders drawn.
264 ページ - Who, in their greatest cost, Seek nothing but commending: And if they make reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell zeal it wants devotion; Tell love it is but lust; Tell time it is but motion; Tell flesh it is but dust: And wish them not reply, For thou must give the lie.
289 ページ - But you like none, none you, for constant heart. LIV O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves....