A Book of Elizabethan LyricsFelix Emmanuel Schelling Ginn, 1895 - 327 sider |
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... sense and that usually accepted , this collection aims to cover the half century from the publication of The Paradise of Dainty Devises , 1576 , to the death of John Fletcher , 1625. The selections have been drawn from the works of ...
... sense and that usually accepted , this collection aims to cover the half century from the publication of The Paradise of Dainty Devises , 1576 , to the death of John Fletcher , 1625. The selections have been drawn from the works of ...
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... sense , however interesting , is considered alien to the pur- pose of this book . It is hoped that the Notes may furnish such explanatory and biographical information as may not be readily accessible in the usual books of reference ...
... sense , however interesting , is considered alien to the pur- pose of this book . It is hoped that the Notes may furnish such explanatory and biographical information as may not be readily accessible in the usual books of reference ...
Side xvi
... senses which we find in these poems ; there is in them also the Renaissance with its ingenuity , its fantasticality , its passion for conceits , and wit , and clever caprices and playing upon words . With this it is harder and perhaps ...
... senses which we find in these poems ; there is in them also the Renaissance with its ingenuity , its fantasticality , its passion for conceits , and wit , and clever caprices and playing upon words . With this it is harder and perhaps ...
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... sense of that term , it is none the less true that few artists can afford to neglect the careful study of previous interpretations of nature . It was the amateurishness of contemporary art that Jonson criticised , which , when it copied ...
... sense of that term , it is none the less true that few artists can afford to neglect the careful study of previous interpretations of nature . It was the amateurishness of contemporary art that Jonson criticised , which , when it copied ...
Side xxxii
... sense of taste and proportion , of finish ad unguem , which industry , but no mere genius can supply . He was thus the first to feel theoretically the beginning of the reaction against the excesses of Romanticism run riot ; and he was ...
... sense of taste and proportion , of finish ad unguem , which industry , but no mere genius can supply . He was thus the first to feel theoretically the beginning of the reaction against the excesses of Romanticism run riot ; and he was ...
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Astrophel and Stella Beaumont beauty BEN JONSON birds breast Breton bright Bullen Campion couplet Daniel Davison death delight Dirge Donne doth Drayton Drummond earth Elizabethan England's Helicon English eyes fair fancy fear Fleay Fletcher flowers FRANCIS BEAUMONT golden grace Gram green Grosart hath heart heaven honor Italian JOHN FLETCHER Jonson kiss lady live Love's lovers Lyrics from Elizabethan lyrists madrigal metrical Michael Drayton mistress Muse never NICHOLAS BRETON night nonny passion pastoral Philip Rosseter Phyllis play pleasure poem Poetical Rhapsody poetry poets praise pretty printed quatorzain Queen rimes SAMUEL DANIEL sense Shakespeare shepherd Sidney sighs sing sleep Song Books sonnet sorrow soul Spenser spring stanza sweet content tercets thee Thomas THOMAS CAMPION THOMAS DEKKER thou art thought trochaic unto verse wanton weep whilst WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Wither words writing written ΙΟ
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Side 86 - 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.
Side 164 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Side xix - ... no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound ; I grant I never saw a goddess go ; My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground; And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare.
Side 86 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Side 85 - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow; And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand, Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
Side 154 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Side 237 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Side 122 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Side 128 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Side 88 - Fie, fie, fie,' now would she cry ; ' Tereu, tereu ! ' by and by ; That to hear her so complain, Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs, so lively shown, Made me think upon mine own. Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain ! None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless...