The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes. Illustrated with Notes, Historical, Critical, and Explanatory, and a Life of the Author, Том 11William Miller, 1808 |
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... Canterbury Tales " into our language , as it is now refined ; for by this means , both the poets being set in the same light , and dressed in the same English habit , story to be compared with story , a certain judgment may be made ...
... Canterbury Tales " into our language , as it is now refined ; for by this means , both the poets being set in the same light , and dressed in the same English habit , story to be compared with story , a certain judgment may be made ...
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... Canterbury Tales . " Yet that of " Palamon and Arcite " was written , in all probability , by some Ita- lian wit , in a former age as I shall prove hereafter . The tale of " Grisilde " was the invention of Pe- trarch ; by him sent to ...
... Canterbury Tales . " Yet that of " Palamon and Arcite " was written , in all probability , by some Ita- lian wit , in a former age as I shall prove hereafter . The tale of " Grisilde " was the invention of Pe- trarch ; by him sent to ...
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... apologue of “ The Cock and the Fox , " is to be found in the " Fables " of Marie of France , who seems to have lived in the reign of Henry III . of England . the Pilgrims in the " Canterbury Tales , " their 216 PREFACE.
... apologue of “ The Cock and the Fox , " is to be found in the " Fables " of Marie of France , who seems to have lived in the reign of Henry III . of England . the Pilgrims in the " Canterbury Tales , " their 216 PREFACE.
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... Canterbury Tales , " their hu- mours , their features , and the very dress , as dis- tinctly as if I had supped with them at the Tabard * in Southwark . Yet even there , too , the figures of Chaucer are much more lively , and set in a ...
... Canterbury Tales , " their hu- mours , their features , and the very dress , as dis- tinctly as if I had supped with them at the Tabard * in Southwark . Yet even there , too , the figures of Chaucer are much more lively , and set in a ...
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... Canterbury Tales . " Neither has his contemporary Boccace spared them : Yet both those poets lived in much esteem with good and holy men in orders ; for the scandal which is given by particular priests reflects not on the sacred ...
... Canterbury Tales . " Neither has his contemporary Boccace spared them : Yet both those poets lived in much esteem with good and holy men in orders ; for the scandal which is given by particular priests reflects not on the sacred ...
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