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Pagina 4
... wise , That often hadde yben at the paruis , Ther was also , ful riche of excellence . Discrete he was , and of gret reverence : He semed swiche , 19 his wordes were so wise , Justice he was ful often in assise , By patent , and by ...
... wise , That often hadde yben at the paruis , Ther was also , ful riche of excellence . Discrete he was , and of gret reverence : He semed swiche , 19 his wordes were so wise , Justice he was ful often in assise , By patent , and by ...
Pagina 8
... wise and wel ytaught , And of manhood him lacked righte naught . Eke therto was he right a mery man , And after souper plaien he began , And spake of mirthe amonges other thinges , Whan that we hadden made our rekeninges ; And saide ...
... wise and wel ytaught , And of manhood him lacked righte naught . Eke therto was he right a mery man , And after souper plaien he began , And spake of mirthe amonges other thinges , Whan that we hadden made our rekeninges ; And saide ...
Pagina 15
... wise , He stay'd his hand ; and gan himself advise To prove his sense , and tempt her feignéd truth . Wringing her hands , in women's piteous wise , Then gan she weep , to stir up gentle ruth Both for her noble blood , and for her ...
... wise , He stay'd his hand ; and gan himself advise To prove his sense , and tempt her feignéd truth . Wringing her hands , in women's piteous wise , Then gan she weep , to stir up gentle ruth Both for her noble blood , and for her ...
Pagina 21
... wise , And ent'ring is ; when that disdainful beast , Encount'ring fierce , him sudden doth surprise ; And , seizing cruel claws on trembling breast , Under his lordly foot him proudly hath supprest . Him booteth not resist , nor succor ...
... wise , And ent'ring is ; when that disdainful beast , Encount'ring fierce , him sudden doth surprise ; And , seizing cruel claws on trembling breast , Under his lordly foot him proudly hath supprest . Him booteth not resist , nor succor ...
Pagina 28
... wise soothsayer , seeing so sad sight , Th ' amazed vulgar tells of wars and mortal fight . So th ' one for wrong , the other strives for right ; And each to deadly shame would drive his foe : The cruel steel so greedily doth bite In ...
... wise soothsayer , seeing so sad sight , Th ' amazed vulgar tells of wars and mortal fight . So th ' one for wrong , the other strives for right ; And each to deadly shame would drive his foe : The cruel steel so greedily doth bite In ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 66 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, — and then my state (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remembered, such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Pagina 102 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky! The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like seasoned timber, never gives; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly...
Pagina 112 - Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine. Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow, His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge Like to that sanguine flower inscribed with woe.
Pagina 201 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...
Pagina 110 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony — That Orpheus...
Pagina 112 - To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Pagina 72 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Pagina 150 - Angels: for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Pagina 112 - Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Ay me, I fondly dream! Had ye been there — for what could that have done?
Pagina 292 - THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun from day to day Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes Up the wondrous tale...