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... LOST . 261 € 138 WILLIAM COWPER JOHN DRYDEN MAC FLECKNOE VERSES SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY 180 ALEXANDER SELKIRK 262 RELIGIO LAICI 183 · THE TASK ( Book V ) 262 TO THE PIOUS MEMORY OF MRS . · THE DIVERTING HISTORY OF JOHN ANNE KILLIGREW ...
... LOST . 261 € 138 WILLIAM COWPER JOHN DRYDEN MAC FLECKNOE VERSES SUPPOSED TO BE WRITTEN BY 180 ALEXANDER SELKIRK 262 RELIGIO LAICI 183 · THE TASK ( Book V ) 262 TO THE PIOUS MEMORY OF MRS . · THE DIVERTING HISTORY OF JOHN ANNE KILLIGREW ...
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... lost his churchly living at the success of the Puritans , of course , but regained it at the Restoration , and on the whole suffered little from his sympathy for the King . He was a poet of exquisite fancy and skilled artistry . As a ...
... lost his churchly living at the success of the Puritans , of course , but regained it at the Restoration , and on the whole suffered little from his sympathy for the King . He was a poet of exquisite fancy and skilled artistry . As a ...
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... The impassioned lyric passages of the Elizabethan and Cavalier poe- try , the moral sublimity of Milton , seemed lost . The aim of Pope and his followers was to carry Dryden's verse form to its nth degree of refinement . xviii INTRODUCTION.
... The impassioned lyric passages of the Elizabethan and Cavalier poe- try , the moral sublimity of Milton , seemed lost . The aim of Pope and his followers was to carry Dryden's verse form to its nth degree of refinement . xviii INTRODUCTION.
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... lost for lak of stedfastnesse . What maketh this world to be so vari- able 10 But lust that folk have in dissensioun ? Among us now a man is holde unable , But - if he can , by som collusioun , Don his neighbour wrong or oppressionn ...
... lost for lak of stedfastnesse . What maketh this world to be so vari- able 10 But lust that folk have in dissensioun ? Among us now a man is holde unable , But - if he can , by som collusioun , Don his neighbour wrong or oppressionn ...
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... lost myn herte and al my love ; I can nat love a coward , by my feith . For certes , what so any womman seith , We alle desyren , if it mighte be , To han housbondes hardy , wyse , and free , And secree , and no nigard , ne no fool , Ne ...
... lost myn herte and al my love ; I can nat love a coward , by my feith . For certes , what so any womman seith , We alle desyren , if it mighte be , To han housbondes hardy , wyse , and free , And secree , and no nigard , ne no fool , Ne ...
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Страница 118 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Страница 333 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Страница 580 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue ; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies ; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing ; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Страница 567 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Страница 534 - It struggles and howls at fits; Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream...
Страница 306 - My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
Страница 774 - The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace, — all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech.
Страница 118 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Страница 745 - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
Страница 134 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise. 70 (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days ; But, the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.