Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions of English Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Time, Connected by a Critical and Biographical History. Elegantly IllustratedRobert Chambers Gould and Lincoln, 1853 |
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... Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd - Raleigh , 84 The Soul's Errand , 85 SIR THOMAS MORE , 58 Address to the Nightingale , 85 Letter to Lady More , 85 Character of Richard III . , 60 Una and the Redcross Knight , 89 The Utopian ...
... Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd - Raleigh , 84 The Soul's Errand , 85 SIR THOMAS MORE , 58 Address to the Nightingale , 85 Letter to Lady More , 85 Character of Richard III . , 60 Una and the Redcross Knight , 89 The Utopian ...
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... Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Fawn , 344 Thoughts in a Garden , 344 A Whimsical Satire on Holland , 345 SAMUEL BUTLER , 345 Accomplishments of Iludibras , 347 Religion of Hudibras , 348 Personal Appearance of Hudibras , 348 ...
... Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Fawn , 344 Thoughts in a Garden , 344 A Whimsical Satire on Holland , 345 SAMUEL BUTLER , 345 Accomplishments of Iludibras , 347 Religion of Hudibras , 348 Personal Appearance of Hudibras , 348 ...
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... Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd . By Raleigh . ] If all the world and love were young , And truth in every shepherd's tongue , These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee , and be thy love . Time drives the flocks ...
... Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd . By Raleigh . ] If all the world and love were young , And truth in every shepherd's tongue , These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee , and be thy love . Time drives the flocks ...
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... nymph would for no wordly meed , Nor no entreaty , to his love be led , Till now at last relenting , she to him was ... nymphs , which then assembled were To that great banquet of the watery gods , And after him the famous rivers ...
... nymph would for no wordly meed , Nor no entreaty , to his love be led , Till now at last relenting , she to him was ... nymphs , which then assembled were To that great banquet of the watery gods , And after him the famous rivers ...
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... nymphs attired in youthful green , About the lawns hast scowr'd , and wastes both far and near , Brave huntress ; but no beast shall prove thy quarries here ; Save those the best of chase , the tall and lusty red , The stag for goodly ...
... nymphs attired in youthful green , About the lawns hast scowr'd , and wastes both far and near , Brave huntress ; but no beast shall prove thy quarries here ; Save those the best of chase , the tall and lusty red , The stag for goodly ...
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Page 180 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Page 184 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 102 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Page 331 - 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; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Page 331 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 115 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 324 - 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. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee! — How...
Page 326 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 184 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and...
Page 184 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.