The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;: Gower, Skelton, Howard, Wyat, Gascoigne, Turbervile

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Samuel Johnson
J. Johnson; J. Nichols and son; R. Baldwin; F. and C. Rivington; W. Otridge and Son; Leigh and Sotheby; R. Faulder and Son; G. Nicol and Son; T. Payne; G. Robinson; Wilkie and Robinson; C. Davies; T. Egerton; Scatcherd and Letterman; J. Walker; Vernor, Hood, and Sharpe; R. Lea; J. Nunn; Lackington, Allen, and Company; J. Stockdale; Cuthell and Martin; Clarke and Sons; J. White and Company; Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme; Cadell and Davies; J. Barker; John Richardson; J.M. Richardson; J. Carpenter; B. Crosby; E. Jeffery; J. Murray; W. Miller; J. and A. Arch; Black, Parry, and Kingsbury; J. Booker; S. Bagster; J. Harding; J. Mackinlay; J. Hatchard; R.H. Evans; Matthews and Leigh; J. Mawman; J. Booth; J. Asperne; P. and W. Wynne; and W. Grace, Deighton and Son at Cambridge; and Wilson and Son at York, 1810

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Side 411 - As there had been none such. My Muse doth not delight Me as she did before; My hand and pen are not in plight, As they have been of yore. For reason me denies This youthly idle rhyme; And day by day to me she cries, "Leave off these toys in time.
Side 315 - ... exhibited in Vertue's valuable plate of the Arundel family, and was actually in the possession of the late Duke of Norfolk.
Side 323 - And, in my mind, I measure pace by pace To seek the place, where I myself had lost, That day that I was tangled in the lace, In seeming slack, that knitteth ever most.
Side 351 - Her sister Anne, spritelesse for dread to heare This fearefull sturre, with nailes gan teare her face. She smote her brest, and rushed through the rout, And her dieng she cleapes thus by her name : "Sister, for this with craft did you me bourd? '°° The stak, the flame, the altars, bred they this?
Side 447 - While this négociation was mediating, a circumstance occurred which had nearly cost him his life. A lady at the Hague (then in the possession of the enemy) with whom Gascoigne had been on intimate terms, had his portrait in her hands, and resolving to part with it to himself alone wrote a letter to him...
Side 481 - I can no more delays devise; But welcome pain, let pleasure pass. With lullaby now take your leave; With lullaby your dreams deceive; And when you rise with waking eye, Remember then this lullaby.
Side 445 - Many of his epistles dedicatory are dated in 1575, 1576, from "his poore house in Walthamstoe:" where he died, a middle-aged man, in 1578, according to Anth. Wood: or rather in 1577, if he is the person meant in an old tract, entitled, "A remembrance of the well-employed life and godly end of George Gascoigne, Esq., who deceased at Stamford in Lincolnshire, Oct. 7, 1577, by Geo. Whetstone, Gent., an eye-witness of his godly and charitable end in this world,
Side xv - Instead of boldly cloathing these qualities with corporeal attributes, aptly and poetically imagined, he coldly yet sensibly describes their operations, and enumerates their properties. What Gower wanted in invention, he supplied from his common-place book; which appears to have been stored with an inexhaustible fund of instructive maxims, pleasant narrations, and philosophical definitions.
Side 453 - ... consider the general merit of the poets in the early part of the Elizabethan period, it will probably appear that the extreme rarity of Gascoigne's works has been the chief cause of his being so much neglected by modern readers. In smoothness and harmony of versification, he yields to no poet of his own time, when these qualities were very common ; but his higher merit is, that in every thing he discovers the powers and invention of a poet ; a warmth of sentiment, tender and natural ; and a fertility...
Side 325 - Love that liveth and reigneth in my thought, That built his seat within my captive breast, Clad in the arms wherein with me he fought, Oft in my face he doth his banner rest.

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