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... poem or song , the form must be the perfect expression of the mood . " In the last resort , " as M. Brunetière writes ... poems as L'Allegro and Il Penseroso , is a class obviously allied to both 1 L'Evolution de la Poésie Lyrique en ...
... poem or song , the form must be the perfect expression of the mood . " In the last resort , " as M. Brunetière writes ... poems as L'Allegro and Il Penseroso , is a class obviously allied to both 1 L'Evolution de la Poésie Lyrique en ...
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... poems , The Wanderer , The Ruin , The Seafarer , The Wife's Complaint , and The Husband's Message , in the elegiac manner , are fundamentally lyrical , and fore- shadow much that is permanent in the lyrical moods of the English poetic ...
... poems , The Wanderer , The Ruin , The Seafarer , The Wife's Complaint , and The Husband's Message , in the elegiac manner , are fundamentally lyrical , and fore- shadow much that is permanent in the lyrical moods of the English poetic ...
Page xxv
... poem of Daniel ) , revolving in an artless maze of fervent and earnest repetition around this simple theme to the end ... poems , of which the last doubtless is not by Cynewulf . Cf. Profs . Trautmann and Blackburn in Anglia , vols ...
... poem of Daniel ) , revolving in an artless maze of fervent and earnest repetition around this simple theme to the end ... poems , of which the last doubtless is not by Cynewulf . Cf. Profs . Trautmann and Blackburn in Anglia , vols ...
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... poems of Laurence Minot , 2 which are racy and original enough in matter and manner , but which are rather satirical than lyrical in spirit ; and the secular and amatory lyrics , produced under French and courtly 1 In the Gnomic Verses ...
... poems of Laurence Minot , 2 which are racy and original enough in matter and manner , but which are rather satirical than lyrical in spirit ; and the secular and amatory lyrics , produced under French and courtly 1 In the Gnomic Verses ...
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... poem of the fifteenth century : I abode and abide with great longing , I love and look when man will crave , I plain me for pity of pining ; Would he ask mercy , he should it have ; See to me , soul , I shall thee save ; Bid me , child ...
... poem of the fifteenth century : I abode and abide with great longing , I love and look when man will crave , I plain me for pity of pining ; Would he ask mercy , he should it have ; See to me , soul , I shall thee save ; Bid me , child ...
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A. B. Grosart beauty beauty's Ben Jonson birds blessed bliss Book of Airs bower breath bright bring the day Campion Castara Chorus clouds cuckoo dance dear death delight divine Donne dost doth E. K. Chambers earth echo ring edited Elizabethan England's Helicon EPITHALAMIUM eyes fair fairy fear flowers golden grace green Grosart grove H. F. Lyte happy Hark hath hear heart heaven heavenly honour Hymen HYMN king kiss Laius leave Library light live look Lord Love's lovers Lullaby lyric lyric poetry Madrigals Masque merrily merry mind ne'er never night nightingale nymphs o'er pleasure Poems poetic poetry Poets praise queen reprinted roses shepherd shine sigh sing sleep smile song SONNET sorrow soul spring stars Sweet Phosphor Sweet Spirit sweetly tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast Trilla unto verse W. C. Ward wanton weep Whilst wind youth
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Page 85 - 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.
Page 184 - 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 ; 30 Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it, as you go, On the light fantastic toe...
Page 232 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Page 88 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Page 86 - Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Page 225 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things : There is no armour against Fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 91 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Page 81 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 196 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who, from her green lap, throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thce with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 89 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.