Spencer to CrabbeOxford University Press, 1990 - English poetry |
From inside the book
Results 1-3 of 81
Page 27
... till I end my Song . At length they all to mery London came , To mery London , my most kyndly Nurse , That to me gaue this Lifes first natiue sourse : Though from another place I take my name , An house of auncient fame . There when ...
... till I end my Song . At length they all to mery London came , To mery London , my most kyndly Nurse , That to me gaue this Lifes first natiue sourse : Though from another place I take my name , An house of auncient fame . There when ...
Page 395
... Till a ' her sides were torn . ' O where will I get a gude sailor , To take my helm in hand , Till I get up to the tall topmast , To see if I can spy land ? ' ' O here am I , a sailor gude , To take the helm in hand , Till you go up to ...
... Till a ' her sides were torn . ' O where will I get a gude sailor , To take my helm in hand , Till I get up to the tall topmast , To see if I can spy land ? ' ' O here am I , a sailor gude , To take the helm in hand , Till you go up to ...
Page 507
... till learning fly the shore , Till birch shall blush with noble blood no more , Till Thames see Eton's sons for ever play , Till Westminster's whole year be holiday , Till Isis ' elders reel , their pupils ' sport 507 ALEXANDER POPE.
... till learning fly the shore , Till birch shall blush with noble blood no more , Till Thames see Eton's sons for ever play , Till Westminster's whole year be holiday , Till Isis ' elders reel , their pupils ' sport 507 ALEXANDER POPE.
Contents
SIR WALTER RALEIGH 15521618 | 33 |
FULKE GREVILLE LORD BROOKE 15541628 | 49 |
GEORGE CHAPMAN 15601634 | 54 |
Copyright | |
47 other sections not shown
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
arms art thou beauty behold blessed blood breast breath bright Cæsar charms Coriolanus crown dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dreadful earth eyes face fair fame fate fear fire flames flowers fools gentle give glory gold grace grave Greensleeves grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Hecuba hell honour king kiss Lady light limbeck lips live look lord loue love's Lycidas lyre mind Muse Nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain peace pity pleasure poison'd praise pride rage rest round Saint CRISPIN's day Satan scape scorn shade sigh sight sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile soft song sorrow soul speak spirit stood sweet Sycorax tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought Twas unto weep wind wings wyllowe youth