The New Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseAlastair Fowler The 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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... Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When I lie within my bed , Sick in heart , and sick in head , And with doubts discomforted , Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When the house doth sigh and weep , And the world is drowned in sleep , Yet mine eyes the ...
... Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When I lie within my bed , Sick in heart , and sick in head , And with doubts discomforted , Sweet Spirit comfort me ! When the house doth sigh and weep , And the world is drowned in sleep , Yet mine eyes the ...
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... Sweet rose , whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of sweet days and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie : My music shows ye have your ...
... Sweet rose , whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye : Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of sweet days and roses , A box where sweets compacted lie : My music shows ye have your ...
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... Sweet day , so cool , so calm , so bright , Sweet infancy ! Sweet peace , where dost thou dwell ? I humbly crave , Sweet , be not proud of those two eyes , 389 780 400 309 Sweetest Saviour , if my soul 398 Swift through the yielding air ...
... Sweet day , so cool , so calm , so bright , Sweet infancy ! Sweet peace , where dost thou dwell ? I humbly crave , Sweet , be not proud of those two eyes , 389 780 400 309 Sweetest Saviour , if my soul 398 Swift through the yielding air ...
Contents
Introduction | xxxvii |
Acknowledgements | xlv |
ANNE HOWARD? 15571630 | 10 |
Copyright | |
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