Spenser's Shepherd's Calendar in Relation to Contemporary Affairs, Volumen2

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Columbia University Press, 1912 - 364 páginas
 

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Página 70 - Or to wrong holy eld did forbeare ; For it had bene an auncient tree, Sacred with many a mysteree, And often crost with the priestes crewe, And often halowed with holy-water dewe : But sike fancies weren foolerie, And broughten this Oake to this miserye ; For nought mought they quitten him from decay, For fiercely the good man at him did laye.
Página 65 - Whilome had bene the King of the field, And mochell mast to the husband did yielde, And with his nuts larded many swine. But now the gray mosse marred his rine...
Página 80 - And their flockes fleeces, them to araye. But tract of time, and long prosperitie: That nource of vice, this of insolencie, Lulled the shepheards in such securitie, That not content with loyall obeysaunce, Some gan to gape for greedie governaunce, And match them selfe with mighty potentates, Lovers of Lordship and troublers of states...
Página 306 - But shall I tel thee a tale of truth, Which I cond of Tityrus in my youth, Keeping his sheepe on the hils of Kent?
Página 280 - I scorne and spue out the rakehellye route of our ragged rymers (for so themselves use to hunt the letter) which without learning boste, without judgement jangle, without reason rage and fome, as if some instinct of Poeticall spirite had newly ravished them above the meanenesse of common capacitie.
Página 181 - But Master COLLIN CLOUTE is not euery body, and albeit his olde Companions, MASTER CUDDY and MASTER HOBBINOLL, be as little beholding to their MISTRESSE POETRIE as euer you...
Página 51 - Whose naked armes stretch unto the fyre, Unto such tyrannic doth aspire ; Hindering with his shade my lovely light, And robbing me of the swete sonnes sight ? So beate his old boughes my tender side, That oft the bloud springeth from wounds wyde : Untimely my flowres forced to fall, That bene the honor of your coronall.
Página 370 - I2mo, pp. xii + 250. Price, $2.00 net. The Oriental Tale in England in the Eighteenth Century.
Página 209 - Gather together ye my little flocke, My little flock, that was to me so liefe ; Let me, ah ! lette me in your foldes ye lock, Ere the breme' Winter breede you greater griefe. Winter is come, that blowes the balefull breath, And after Winter commeth timely death. Adieu, delightes, that lulled me asleepe ; Adieu, my deare, whose love I bought so deare ; Adieu, my little Lambes and loved sheepe ; Adieu, ye Woodes, that oft my witnesse were : Adieu, good Hobbinoll, that was so true, Tell Rosalind, her...
Página 280 - And nowe they haue proclaimed in their ip«t *•«>¥» a general! surceasing and silence of balde Rymers, and also of the verie beste to : in steade whereof , they haue by autho(ri)tie of their whole Senate, prescribed certaine Lawes and rules of Quantities of English sillables, for English Verse : hauing had thereof already greate practise, and drawen mee to their faction.

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