Three centuries of English poetry: selections from Chaucer to Herrick, with intr. and notes by R.O. MassonRosaline Orme Masson Macmillan and Company, 1876 - 391 sider |
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... GILES FLETCHER . JOHN WEBSTER A Dirge THOMAS MIDDLETON The Preparation for Execution SIR JOHN DAVIS 334 The Birth of Christ • 335 Christ's Ascension into Heaven PHINEAS FLETCHER · • 335 Strife . 335 Fortitude • · 336 Parthenia , or ...
... GILES FLETCHER . JOHN WEBSTER A Dirge THOMAS MIDDLETON The Preparation for Execution SIR JOHN DAVIS 334 The Birth of Christ • 335 Christ's Ascension into Heaven PHINEAS FLETCHER · • 335 Strife . 335 Fortitude • · 336 Parthenia , or ...
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... GILES FLETCHER . > -1623 . ) WHEN Spenser died in 1599 , there were already growing to manhood a younger generation of Spenserians , pastoral poets , who would in course of ... GILES FLETCHER . 361 333 334 GILES FLETCHER JOHN WEBSTER A Dirge.
... GILES FLETCHER . > -1623 . ) WHEN Spenser died in 1599 , there were already growing to manhood a younger generation of Spenserians , pastoral poets , who would in course of ... GILES FLETCHER . 361 333 334 GILES FLETCHER JOHN WEBSTER A Dirge.
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... And let the Prince of Glory enter in ; At whose brave volley of sidereal states The sun to blush and stars grow pale were seen ; When , leaping first from earth , he did begin GILES FLETCHER . 363 335 Christ's Ascension into Heaven.
... And let the Prince of Glory enter in ; At whose brave volley of sidereal states The sun to blush and stars grow pale were seen ; When , leaping first from earth , he did begin GILES FLETCHER . 363 335 Christ's Ascension into Heaven.
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... FLETCHER . ( 1584-1650 . ) THE Purple Island of Phineas , the elder of the brothers Fletcher , was not published until 1633 , after the death of Giles and many years after it was written . It is a long allegory , in the course of which ...
... FLETCHER . ( 1584-1650 . ) THE Purple Island of Phineas , the elder of the brothers Fletcher , was not published until 1633 , after the death of Giles and many years after it was written . It is a long allegory , in the course of which ...
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Side 331 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Side 387 - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying, And this same flower that smiles to-day, Tomorrow will be dying.
Side 356 - Yet must I not give Nature all; thy Art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
Side 271 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Side 329 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Side 327 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune...
Side 274 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Side 333 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Side 324 - Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn, and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right ; To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And smear with dust their glittering golden towers : 1 To fill with worm-holes stately monuments, To feed oblivion with decay of things, To blot old books, and alter their contents, To pluck the quills from ancient ravens...
Side 360 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story : And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As heaven and nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.