The New Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseThe seventeenth century saw some of the great achievements in the English language. Milton wrote Paradise Lost, Donne composed his Metaphysical verse, and Shakespeare his late Romances, not to mention the work of Dryden, Marvell, Jonson, and many others. Now, this remarkable quantity of extraordinary literature has been brought together here in one large volume. Like the previous edition, all of the best known works are present, but this new edition also responds to considerable changes in scholarship and perspective in recent years. Popular and minor poets take a place alongside their more well known peers. Alastair Fowler, the collection's distinguished editor, has included a generous portion of poetry by women, as well as a sampling of American colonial verse, while also striking a balance between Metaphysical and Jonsonian poetry. |
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Mourn not inevitable things ; thy tears can spring no deeds To help thee , nor recall thy son : impatience ever breeds Ill upon ill , makes worst things worse . And therefore sit . ' ( 1611 ? ) a 80 24 from Eugenia ( Death Described by ...
Mourn not inevitable things ; thy tears can spring no deeds To help thee , nor recall thy son : impatience ever breeds Ill upon ill , makes worst things worse . And therefore sit . ' ( 1611 ? ) a 80 24 from Eugenia ( Death Described by ...
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20 30 Shows well what life is ; far from figuring death . Am I this trunk ? It is my painted sheath : As brave young men think they are what they wear , So these encourage men with what they fear . Make death an angel , scaling of a ...
20 30 Shows well what life is ; far from figuring death . Am I this trunk ? It is my painted sheath : As brave young men think they are what they wear , So these encourage men with what they fear . Make death an angel , scaling of a ...
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When clothes are taken from a chest of sweets To swaddle infants , whose young breath Scarce knows the way , Those clouts are little winding sheets , Which do consign and send them unto death . When boys go first to bed , They step into ...
When clothes are taken from a chest of sweets To swaddle infants , whose young breath Scarce knows the way , Those clouts are little winding sheets , Which do consign and send them unto death . When boys go first to bed , They step into ...
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Contents
Abbreviations | xxxvi |
BEN JONSON 15721637 | xxxvii |
Acknowledgements | xlv |
Copyright | |
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