The English Poets: Chaucer to DonneThomas Humphry Ward Macmillan and Company, 1880 |
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... wight sterynge ; And , after , syker2 doth hire vois out rynge ; Right so Criseyde , when hire dredë stente , Opned hire herte , and told hym hire entente . 1 entwines and wreathes . 2 sure , clear . And right as he that seth his deth ...
... wight sterynge ; And , after , syker2 doth hire vois out rynge ; Right so Criseyde , when hire dredë stente , Opned hire herte , and told hym hire entente . 1 entwines and wreathes . 2 sure , clear . And right as he that seth his deth ...
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... wight of his contenaunce espyde . Than seyde he thus : - ' O paleys desolat ! O hous of housses , whilom best yhight ! O paleys empty and disconsolat ! O thou lanterne , of which queynt is the light ! O paleys , whilom day , that now ...
... wight of his contenaunce espyde . Than seyde he thus : - ' O paleys desolat ! O hous of housses , whilom best yhight ! O paleys empty and disconsolat ! O thou lanterne , of which queynt is the light ! O paleys , whilom day , that now ...
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... wight , dar I seye , That wol his herte al holly on hym leye ; And syn he best to love is , and most meke , What nedeth feyned loves for to seke ? Lo ! here of payens corsed oldë rites ! Lo ! here what alle hire goddës may availle ! Lo ...
... wight , dar I seye , That wol his herte al holly on hym leye ; And syn he best to love is , and most meke , What nedeth feyned loves for to seke ? Lo ! here of payens corsed oldë rites ! Lo ! here what alle hire goddës may availle ! Lo ...
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... wight hotter in his lyve . And , whan that hit ys eve , I rennë blyve2 , As sone as ever the sonnë gynneth weste , To seen this flour , how it wol go to reste , For fere of nyght , so hateth she derknesse ! Hire chere is pleynly sprad ...
... wight hotter in his lyve . And , whan that hit ys eve , I rennë blyve2 , As sone as ever the sonnë gynneth weste , To seen this flour , how it wol go to reste , For fere of nyght , so hateth she derknesse ! Hire chere is pleynly sprad ...
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... wight . He was a verray perfight gentil knight . But for to tellen you of his array , His hors was good , but he ne was nought gay . Of fustyan he werede a gepoun 5 4 Al bysmotered with his habergeoun " . For he was late ycome from his ...
... wight . He was a verray perfight gentil knight . But for to tellen you of his array , His hors was good , but he ne was nought gay . Of fustyan he werede a gepoun 5 4 Al bysmotered with his habergeoun " . For he was late ycome from his ...
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459 페이지 - 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.
449 페이지 - 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.
xxxix 페이지 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
xxxviii 페이지 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher rank than a that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that ; That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
347 페이지 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies : How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries?
485 페이지 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
461 페이지 - 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...
456 페이지 - tis true, I have gone here and there, And made myself a motley to the view, Gored mine own thoughts, sold cheap what is most dear, Made old offences of affections new.
xiii 페이지 - The future of poetry is immense, because in poetry, where it is worthy of its high destinies, our race, as time goes on, will find an ever surer and surer stay. There is not a creed which is not shaken, not an accredited dogma which is not shown to be questionable, not a received tradition which does not threaten to dissolve.
461 페이지 - Under the greenwood tree * Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.* JAQ.