Characteristics of English Poets from Chaucer to ShirleyW. Blackwood and sons, 1874 - 483 sider |
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... humour in Chaucer's ' Complaint to his Purse , ' which he jocularly calls " queen of comfort , " his " lady dear , " the sound and colour of whose yellow coins are peerless - to believe that here we have a complaint of poverty in the ...
... humour in Chaucer's ' Complaint to his Purse , ' which he jocularly calls " queen of comfort , " his " lady dear , " the sound and colour of whose yellow coins are peerless - to believe that here we have a complaint of poverty in the ...
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... humour face to face with himself , no wonder though the king found him useful in embassies . Perhaps the best evidence of his equable un- hurried ways is his patient following of the windings and turnings of the protracted subtlety of ...
... humour face to face with himself , no wonder though the king found him useful in embassies . Perhaps the best evidence of his equable un- hurried ways is his patient following of the windings and turnings of the protracted subtlety of ...
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... humour . It is remarkable that , while both his serious and his comic productions are founded in most cases on pre - existing works of art , in the serious pieces he follows his original much more closely than in the comic . In his ...
... humour . It is remarkable that , while both his serious and his comic productions are founded in most cases on pre - existing works of art , in the serious pieces he follows his original much more closely than in the comic . In his ...
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... are taken from such familiar sources , that M. Sandras charges him with giving a vulgar tone to his renderings of the chivalrous romances of Boccaccio . Whether it was that his English humour now and then 28 GEOFFREY CHAUCER :
... are taken from such familiar sources , that M. Sandras charges him with giving a vulgar tone to his renderings of the chivalrous romances of Boccaccio . Whether it was that his English humour now and then 28 GEOFFREY CHAUCER :
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William Minto. Whether it was that his English humour now and then broke out through his chivalrous sentiment , or whatever may be the explanation , there certainly is some ground for the charge . The comparison of Cressida to the ...
William Minto. Whether it was that his English humour now and then broke out through his chivalrous sentiment , or whatever may be the explanation , there certainly is some ground for the charge . The comparison of Cressida to the ...
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admiration Æneid beauty blank verse Canterbury Canterbury Tales century character Chaucer colour comedy Court of Love death delight doth drama dramatist Elizabethan English expression eyes Faery Queen fair fancy favour feeling flowers French genius gentle Gorboduc Gower Greene Hamlet hath heart heaven Henry hero Hero and Leander honour humour imagination imitation Italian Jean de Meun Jonson King Knight's Tale knights lady language less lines lived look lovers ludicrous Lydgate Marlowe merry Mirror for Magistrates moral nature never Parliament of Birds passage passion Pembroke personages plays poem poet poet's poetical poetry praise probably revenge rhymes Richard Richard II romance rose satire seems sentiment Shakespeare shepherds sing song sonnets soul Spenser spirit stage stanza Stratford supposed Surrey Surrey's sweet tale Tamburlaine tears tender thee things thou tion tragedy translation Troilus Trouvères unto Venus verse wanton words write written wrote Wyatt youth
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Side 277 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound...
Side 405 - Haste me to know't, that I, with wings as swift As meditation or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge.
Side 365 - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Side 283 - The warrant I have of your honourable disposition, not the worth of my untutor'd lines, makes it assured of acceptance. What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours.
Side 380 - Ham. Sir, in my heart there was a kind of fighting, That would not let me sleep : methought I lay Worse than the mutines in the bilboes.
Side 390 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Side 366 - O, for a muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act, And monarchs to behold the swelling scene...
Side 417 - Dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons, Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, But with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur.
Side 405 - For nature crescent does not grow alone In thews and bulk ; but, as this temple waxes, The inward service of the mind and soul Grows wide withal.
Side 364 - twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war : to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak With his own bolt...