Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and Biographical, of British Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Times, Volume 1Robert Chambers |
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... come , i wiss , And besieged the city , and assailed fast , And they within again ' them stalwartly cast . So that after Christinas the Saracens rede nome , 2 And the folk of Jerusalem and of Damas come , Of Aleph , and of other londs ...
... come , i wiss , And besieged the city , and assailed fast , And they within again ' them stalwartly cast . So that after Christinas the Saracens rede nome , 2 And the folk of Jerusalem and of Damas come , Of Aleph , and of other londs ...
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... come with great power , With helm bright , and fair banner , Upon that king to wend . The Soudan led an huge host ... come to your fist , Your disease to drive you fro , To hear the bugles there y - blow . Homeward thus shall ye ride ...
... come with great power , With helm bright , and fair banner , Upon that king to wend . The Soudan led an huge host ... come to your fist , Your disease to drive you fro , To hear the bugles there y - blow . Homeward thus shall ye ride ...
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... come on richt hardily . When Englishmen saw them sae stoutly Come on , they had great abasing ; And specially for that the king Sae smartly that gude knicht has slain , That they withdrew them everilk ane , And durst not ane abide to ...
... come on richt hardily . When Englishmen saw them sae stoutly Come on , they had great abasing ; And specially for that the king Sae smartly that gude knicht has slain , That they withdrew them everilk ane , And durst not ane abide to ...
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... come to town in search of legal redress for some wrong , and visits , in succession , the King's Bench , the Court of ... comes me one cried hot sheep's feet ; " One cried mackerel , rushes green , another gan greet , 6 1 Koopen , ( Flem ...
... come to town in search of legal redress for some wrong , and visits , in succession , the King's Bench , the Court of ... comes me one cried hot sheep's feet ; " One cried mackerel , rushes green , another gan greet , 6 1 Koopen , ( Flem ...
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... comes care , And trouble after grit prosperity . Thus as they sat in all their solity , The Spenser cam with keyis ... Come to your meat , this peril is o'erpast . ' The other answered with a heavy cheer , I may nought eat , sae sair I ...
... comes care , And trouble after grit prosperity . Thus as they sat in all their solity , The Spenser cam with keyis ... Come to your meat , this peril is o'erpast . ' The other answered with a heavy cheer , I may nought eat , sae sair I ...
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Page 334 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
Page 326 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Page 397 - Dragon's teeth; and being sown up and down, may chance to spring up armed men. And yet, on the other hand, unless wariness be used, as good almost kill a man as kill a good book: Who kills a man kills a reasonable creature, God's image; but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself, kills the image of God, as it were in the eye.
Page 185 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds And dip their napkins...
Page 182 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Page 338 - Join voices all ye living Souls: Ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill, or valley, fountain or fresh shade, Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal'd, Disperse it, as now light dispels...
Page 188 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 336 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Page 331 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide; 'Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?' I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands...
Page 342 - While all flowers and all trees do close To weave the garlands of repose! Fair quiet, have I found thee here, And innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men. Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So am'rous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress' name; Little, alas, they know or heed, How far...