A Book of English Literature, Selected and EdFranklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin Macmillan, 1916 - 889 pages |
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... face , as he had been anoint . He was a lord ful fat and in good point ; 15 His eyen stepe , 16 and rollinge in his heed , That stemed17 as a forneys of a leed ; 18 His botes souple , his hors in greet estat . Now certeinly he was a ...
... face , as he had been anoint . He was a lord ful fat and in good point ; 15 His eyen stepe , 16 and rollinge in his heed , That stemed17 as a forneys of a leed ; 18 His botes souple , his hors in greet estat . Now certeinly he was a ...
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... face , and fair , and reed of hewe . She was a worthy womman al hir lyve ; Housbondes at chirche - dore she hadde 460 fyve , Withouten other companye in youthe ; But therof nedeth nat to speke as nouthe . 19 And thryes hadde she been at ...
... face , and fair , and reed of hewe . She was a worthy womman al hir lyve ; Housbondes at chirche - dore she hadde 460 fyve , Withouten other companye in youthe ; But therof nedeth nat to speke as nouthe . 19 And thryes hadde she been at ...
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... face , * * * Wel loved he garleek , oynons , and eek lekes , And for to drynken strong wyn , reed as blood . 635 Thanne wolde he speke , and crye as he were wood . And whan that he wel dronken hadde the wyn , Than wolde he speke no word ...
... face , * * * Wel loved he garleek , oynons , and eek lekes , And for to drynken strong wyn , reed as blood . 635 Thanne wolde he speke , and crye as he were wood . And whan that he wel dronken hadde the wyn , Than wolde he speke no word ...
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... face , pale of hewe . And truste wel , his dreem he fond ful trewe ; For on the morwe , as sone as it was day , 205 To his felawes in2 he took the way ; And whan that he cam to this oxes stalle , After his felawe he bigan to calle . 210 ...
... face , pale of hewe . And truste wel , his dreem he fond ful trewe ; For on the morwe , as sone as it was day , 205 To his felawes in2 he took the way ; And whan that he cam to this oxes stalle , After his felawe he bigan to calle . 210 ...
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... face , 340 Ye ben so scarlet - reed about your yën , 2 It maketh al my drede for to dyen ; For , also siker27 as In principio , Mulier est hominis confusio ; Madame , the sentence 28 of this Latin is- Womman is mannes Ioye and al his ...
... face , 340 Ye ben so scarlet - reed about your yën , 2 It maketh al my drede for to dyen ; For , also siker27 as In principio , Mulier est hominis confusio ; Madame , the sentence 28 of this Latin is- Womman is mannes Ioye and al his ...
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Page 114 - Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested; that is, some books are to be read only in parts, others to be read but not curiously, and some few to be read wholly and with diligence and attention.
Page 73 - When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries And look upon myself and curse my fate. Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope.
Page 74 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed, whereon it must expire, Consumed with that...
Page 293 - The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labors, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary and cannot impart it; till I am known and do not want it.
Page 73 - Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate — That Time will come and take my love away: — This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
Page 185 - And though all the winds of doctrine were let loose to play upon the earth, so Truth be in the field, we do injuriously by licensing and prohibiting to misdoubt her strength. Let her and Falsehood grapple. Who ever knew Truth put to the worse, in a free and open encounter ? Her confuting is the best and surest suppressing.
Page 75 - CXLVI Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, .... these rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth. Painting thy outward walls so costly gay? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge? Is this thy body's end? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross; Within be fed, without be...
Page 345 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came : nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne, — Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 293 - years, my lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms, or was repulsed from your door; during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication, without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement, or one smile of favor «» Such treatment I did not expect, for I never had a patron before.
Page 73 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste: Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death's dateless night...