The Poetry and Poets of Britain: From Chaucer to Tennyson ; with Biographical Sketches, and a Rapid View of the Characteristic Attributes of Each |
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... hath full appetite to that place of his kindly ingendure . " Of his origin and rank the accounts are various and uncertain ; as the name is Norman , he may have been of noble or knightly descent . Both universities claim a share in the ...
... hath full appetite to that place of his kindly ingendure . " Of his origin and rank the accounts are various and uncertain ; as the name is Norman , he may have been of noble or knightly descent . Both universities claim a share in the ...
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... hath pierced to the root , And bathéd every vein in swiche licòurs Of which virtùe engendered is the flower When Zephyrus eke , with his soté breath , Inspiréd hath , in every holt and heath , 1 April is masculine by classical analogy ...
... hath pierced to the root , And bathéd every vein in swiche licòurs Of which virtùe engendered is the flower When Zephyrus eke , with his soté breath , Inspiréd hath , in every holt and heath , 1 April is masculine by classical analogy ...
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... Hath in the Ram2 his halfé course yrun3 ; And small foulés1 maken melody , That sleepen allé night with open eye , So pricketh them Nature in their couràges ; Then longen folk to gon ' on pilgrimages , And palmers for to seeken strange ...
... Hath in the Ram2 his halfé course yrun3 ; And small foulés1 maken melody , That sleepen allé night with open eye , So pricketh them Nature in their couràges ; Then longen folk to gon ' on pilgrimages , And palmers for to seeken strange ...
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... hath bathed all his hair ; The nail ydriven in the shode9 on height , 10 The cold death - with mouth gaping upright . Amiddes of the temple sat Mischance , With discomfort and sorry countenance . Yet saw I Woodness , 11 laughing in his ...
... hath bathed all his hair ; The nail ydriven in the shode9 on height , 10 The cold death - with mouth gaping upright . Amiddes of the temple sat Mischance , With discomfort and sorry countenance . Yet saw I Woodness , 11 laughing in his ...
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... hath Twice clad the earth in lively lustiness . " - Surrey . The original idea of this word , will , has branched out in various languages into porter , pleasure , luxuriance , love , & c . ( Greek , Law . ) 20 Sec . Upon his hand he ...
... hath Twice clad the earth in lively lustiness . " - Surrey . The original idea of this word , will , has branched out in various languages into porter , pleasure , luxuriance , love , & c . ( Greek , Law . ) 20 Sec . Upon his hand he ...
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Page 114 - tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them ? — To die, — to sleep, — No more ; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, — 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, — to sleep ; — To sleep ! perchance to dream : — ay, there's the rub ; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come. When we have shuffled off this mortal...
Page 522 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we...
Page 103 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Page 114 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Page 103 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Page 186 - Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support; That to the height of this great argument I may assert eternal Providence, And justify the ways of God to men.
Page 365 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Page 174 - For, if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back and fetch the age of gold; And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould...
Page 242 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain : Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
Page 200 - Though hard and rare : thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.