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... poem ( for the Innamorato and Furioso are but one poem ) will we trust ere long take its place in every Italian library in this country . It has every thing to recommend it - a most correct text , many ... Poems and Remains 6 Hexametrical.
... poem ( for the Innamorato and Furioso are but one poem ) will we trust ere long take its place in every Italian library in this country . It has every thing to recommend it - a most correct text , many ... Poems and Remains 6 Hexametrical.
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... Poems , Lat . & Eng . 7 Memorials of the Rebellion Bowles's ( W. Lisle ) Poems ... 3 Merivale's Poems .. Bridgewater Treatises 2 Millers's Ely Cathedral . Browne's ( Sir Thomas ) Works , by Montagu's ( Basil ) Selections Wilkin 5 Essays ...
... Poems , Lat . & Eng . 7 Memorials of the Rebellion Bowles's ( W. Lisle ) Poems ... 3 Merivale's Poems .. Bridgewater Treatises 2 Millers's Ely Cathedral . Browne's ( Sir Thomas ) Works , by Montagu's ( Basil ) Selections Wilkin 5 Essays ...
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... poems , of the first class , read The section 1 p , of the first class , is oc- casionally found in Anglo - Saxon poems . 305 , 27 , for lord ys , read lordys . 307 , 23 , after the word verse put a full stop in place of the semicolon ...
... poems , of the first class , read The section 1 p , of the first class , is oc- casionally found in Anglo - Saxon poems . 305 , 27 , for lord ys , read lordys . 307 , 23 , after the word verse put a full stop in place of the semicolon ...
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... poems . The more grateful sound of the vowels would naturally point them out as best fitted for musical expression , and on these the notes would chiefly rest . Again , the tendency of language is to shorten the vowels . Most of our ...
... poems . The more grateful sound of the vowels would naturally point them out as best fitted for musical expression , and on these the notes would chiefly rest . Again , the tendency of language is to shorten the vowels . Most of our ...
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... poem , Whanne that April with his shoures sote The drought of March had perced to the rote there is little doubt that rote is a dissyllable , for it rhymes with sote , which seems clearly to be the plural adjective agreeing with shoures ...
... poem , Whanne that April with his shoures sote The drought of March had perced to the rote there is little doubt that rote is a dissyllable , for it rhymes with sote , which seems clearly to be the plural adjective agreeing with shoures ...
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accented syllable adjective alliteration alliterative couplet Anglo-Saxon poems Anglo-Saxon verse Ben Jonson Bonduca Cadmon Cæd century Chau Chaucer common compound section Comus consonant Cynthia's Revels dialect dipthong dissyllable doth double dramatists Drayton elided elision English rhythms examples eyes final pause final rhime five accents Fletcher four accents gret hallig hath Higg Jons King King Iago Knightes Tale L'Allegro lable language Latin Layamon Lear letters Lord metre middle pause Milton Olaus Wormius old English old English alliterative orthography Ploughman poetry poets preposition Prol pronounced pronunciation Puttenham quantity rare rhiming syllables rule Sackville sectional pause seems sentence short vowel Shrew Siege of Leith six accents sometimes Song Spenser substantive thee ther thou three accents triple measure tumbling verse Tusser unaccented syllable verb Verses beginning verses of five wæs Wallace word writers
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Page 139 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I; In a cowslip's bell I lie: There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Page 142 - WARRIORS and chiefs ! should the shaft or the sword Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord, Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path : Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath ! Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe, Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet ! Mine be the doom which they dared not to meet. Farewell to others, but never we part, Heir to my royalty, son of my heart ! Bright is the diadem, boundless the sway, Or kingly...
Page 148 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast; Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free: • Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all the adulteries of art; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Page 95 - Poured through the mellow horn her pensive soul ; And dashing soft from rocks around, Bubbling runnels joined the sound : Through glades and glooms the mingled measure stole, Or, o'er some haunted stream, with fond delay, Round a holy calm diffusing, . Love of peace and lonely musing, — In hollow murmurs died away.
Page 254 - For in my way it lies. Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires: The eye wink at the hand; yet let that be Which the eye fears, when it is done, to see.
Page 15 - To his bold riot : Dreadful was 'the din Of hissing through the hall, thick swarming now With complicated monsters head and tail, Scorpion, and Asp, and Amphisbaenr dire, Cerastes horn'd, Hydrus, and Elops drear, And Dipsas...
Page 144 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 133 - Before all temples the upright heart and pure, Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread, Dove-like, sat'st brooding on the vast abyss, And mad'st it pregnant: what in me is dark Illumine; what is low, raise and support...
Page 131 - Though need make many poets, and some such As art and nature have not better'd much ; Yet ours for want hath not so loved the stage, As he dare serve the ill customs of the age, Or purchase your delight at such a rate, As, for it, he himself must justly hate...
Page 105 - Nor shapes of men nor beasts we ken— The ice was all between. The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!