A Book of Elizabethan LyricsFelix Emmanuel Schelling Ginn, 1895 - 327 ページ |
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... true essence of poetry ; the contention being that other forms , as the epic and the drama , are poetry only in so far as they contain the elements that add the soul of passion and the wings of song . Be this as it may , the lyric ...
... true essence of poetry ; the contention being that other forms , as the epic and the drama , are poetry only in so far as they contain the elements that add the soul of passion and the wings of song . Be this as it may , the lyric ...
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... true lovers of poetry not to neglect to read such exquisite lyrical artists as Greene , Lodge , and Breton- the last two , even now only too little known , and unobtainable in popular form . The pastoral mode continued in vogue to the ...
... true lovers of poetry not to neglect to read such exquisite lyrical artists as Greene , Lodge , and Breton- the last two , even now only too little known , and unobtainable in popular form . The pastoral mode continued in vogue to the ...
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... true edition of his Delia , which included the sonnets published by Nashe , and others . Constable's Diana appeared in the same year and enjoyed a remarkable popularity . With this , sonneteering became the fashion , and sequence after ...
... true edition of his Delia , which included the sonnets published by Nashe , and others . Constable's Diana appeared in the same year and enjoyed a remarkable popularity . With this , sonneteering became the fashion , and sequence after ...
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... true that few artists can afford to neglect the careful study of previous interpretations of nature . It was the amateurishness of contemporary art that Jonson criticised , which , when it copied at all , was apt to copy inferior models ...
... true that few artists can afford to neglect the careful study of previous interpretations of nature . It was the amateurishness of contemporary art that Jonson criticised , which , when it copied at all , was apt to copy inferior models ...
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... true lyric quality of his own , which entitles him to a place of respect ; and , indeed , if we are to believe that he was actually the author of the famous Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke , so long attributed to Jonson , Browne has ...
... true lyric quality of his own , which entitles him to a place of respect ; and , indeed , if we are to believe that he was actually the author of the famous Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke , so long attributed to Jonson , Browne has ...
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xix ページ - My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; 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...
87 ページ - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
85 ページ - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
154 ページ - 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.
133 ページ - 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. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
84 ページ - 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...
200 ページ - Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
142 ページ - 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.
43 ページ - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
88 ページ - Fie, fie, fie,' now would she cry ; ' Tereu, tereu ! ' by and by ; That to hear her so complain, Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs, so lively shown, Made me think upon mine own. Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain ! None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless...