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Aeneid Astrophel and Stella ballads beauty behold bliss Caelica Canterbury Tales Chaucer Clerk Saunders dead death delight doth drede Edom Elizabethan England's Helicon English eyes Faery Faery Queen fair fayre flour flowers Glasgerion gold grace grene gret gude hand hart hast hath heart heaven herte hire honour king lady live Lord lovers Lydgate Marlowe mede mind mony myght never night nocht nought passion Petrarch poem poet poetical poetry Queen Quhat Quhen quhilk quod quoth Robin Robin Hood sall sche seyde Shakespeare shal Sidney Sidney's sigh sight sing song sonnets sorrow sorwe Spenser story sweet swete swich Tamburlaine thair thay thee ther thing thou thought thow Timor Mortis conturbat Troylus true truth tyme unto Venus Venus and Adonis verse whan wight wolde words write
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453 ページ - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
451 ページ - ... lovely and more temperate Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
xxxvii ページ - I was confirmed in this opinion, that he, who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things, ought himself to be a true poem...
463 ページ - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go. And be you blithe and bonny ; ' Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
463 ページ - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown...
452 ページ - 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 possessed, Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope...
465 ページ - Tu-whit, 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 roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl...
454 ページ - 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.
xlii ページ - A prince can mak' a belted knight, A marquis, duke, and a' that ; But an honest man's aboon his might, Guid faith he mauna fa' that. For a
348 ページ - I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe; Studying inventions fine, her wits to entertain, Oft turning others' leaves, to see if thence would flow Some fresh and fruitful showers upon my sunburn'd brain.