The English poets, selections, ed. by T.H. Ward. Chaucer to DonneThomas Humphry Ward 1880 |
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... Canterbury Tales " " " " " The Tale of the Man of Lawe " " • The Clerkes Tale " " " · " " " " The Frankeleynes Tale " " The Knightes Tale · Good Counseil of Chaucer POEMS COMMONLY ATTRIBUTED TO CHAUCER Extracts from The Romaunt of the ...
... Canterbury Tales " " " " " The Tale of the Man of Lawe " " • The Clerkes Tale " " " · " " " " The Frankeleynes Tale " " The Knightes Tale · Good Counseil of Chaucer POEMS COMMONLY ATTRIBUTED TO CHAUCER Extracts from The Romaunt of the ...
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... Canterbury Tales . The right comment upon it is Dryden's : It is sufficient to say , according to the proverb , that here is God's plenty . ' And again : He is a perpetual fountain of good sense . ' It is by a large , free , sound ...
... Canterbury Tales . The right comment upon it is Dryden's : It is sufficient to say , according to the proverb , that here is God's plenty . ' And again : He is a perpetual fountain of good sense . ' It is by a large , free , sound ...
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... Canterbury Tales ; ( 4 ) from 1390 to 1400 , including the latest Canterbury Tales , and the Ballades and Poems of Reflec- tion and later age , of which the last few , like the Steadfastness , show failing power . ] It is natural that a ...
... Canterbury Tales ; ( 4 ) from 1390 to 1400 , including the latest Canterbury Tales , and the Ballades and Poems of Reflec- tion and later age , of which the last few , like the Steadfastness , show failing power . ] It is natural that a ...
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... Canterbury Tales are mostly based on the fabliaux , a department of literature which has always seemed to belong pre - eminently to the countrymen of la Fontaine . But among French poems , that which made the deepest mark on him was the ...
... Canterbury Tales are mostly based on the fabliaux , a department of literature which has always seemed to belong pre - eminently to the countrymen of la Fontaine . But among French poems , that which made the deepest mark on him was the ...
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... Canterbury Tales was suggested by the Decameron . But more important than this direct debt was what he indirectly owed to these great writers . He first learnt from them the art of constructing a story , that art which , as he ...
... Canterbury Tales was suggested by the Decameron . But more important than this direct debt was what he indirectly owed to these great writers . He first learnt from them the art of constructing a story , that art which , as he ...
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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.
448 페이지 - 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...
450 페이지 - 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.
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.
458 페이지 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
450 페이지 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain* jewels in the carcanet.
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.
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?
423 페이지 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?