Cyclopaedia of English Literature: First period, from the earliest times to 1400Robert Chambers Gould, Kendall and Lincoln, 1847 |
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Strona 48
... taste , That whoso joys such kind of life to hold , In prison joys , fettered with chains of gold . Of the Mean and Sure Estate . Stand whoso lists upon the slipper ' wheel , Of high estate , and let me here rejoice , And use my life in ...
... taste , That whoso joys such kind of life to hold , In prison joys , fettered with chains of gold . Of the Mean and Sure Estate . Stand whoso lists upon the slipper ' wheel , Of high estate , and let me here rejoice , And use my life in ...
Strona 49
... taste of the times . Notwithstanding its satiric pungency , and , what is apt to be now more surprising , notwithstanding the introduction of indecencies not fit to be described , the Satire of the Three Estates was acted in pre- sence ...
... taste of the times . Notwithstanding its satiric pungency , and , what is apt to be now more surprising , notwithstanding the introduction of indecencies not fit to be described , the Satire of the Three Estates was acted in pre- sence ...
Strona 55
... taste or judgment , with an absolute want of discrimination as to the comparative importance of facts , and no attempt to penetrate the motives of the actors , or to describe more than the external features of even the greatest of ...
... taste or judgment , with an absolute want of discrimination as to the comparative importance of facts , and no attempt to penetrate the motives of the actors , or to describe more than the external features of even the greatest of ...
Strona 73
... taste , appear utterly burlesque . Among these are plays on John the Baptist's preach- ing ; on the childhood , temptation , passion , and resurrection of Christ ; on the Lord's Supper , and washing the disciples ' feet , & c . All ...
... taste , appear utterly burlesque . Among these are plays on John the Baptist's preach- ing ; on the childhood , temptation , passion , and resurrection of Christ ; on the Lord's Supper , and washing the disciples ' feet , & c . All ...
Strona 79
... taste for elegant reading in lower branches of society than had ever before felt the genial influence of letters . The dissemination of the Scriptures in the vulgar tongue , while it greatly affected the language and ideas of the people ...
... taste for elegant reading in lower branches of society than had ever before felt the genial influence of letters . The dissemination of the Scriptures in the vulgar tongue , while it greatly affected the language and ideas of the people ...
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Strona 108 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Strona 106 - 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 remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Strona 335 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Strona 84 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,— In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs,— All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love.
Strona 108 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
Strona 184 - 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 of bright gold; There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins: Such harmony is in immortal souls; But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we...
Strona 186 - She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
Strona 119 - 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.
Strona 366 - A present deity! the vaulted roofs rebound! With ravish'd ears The monarch hears, Assumes the god; Aflects to nod And seems to shake the spheres. The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung : Of Bacchus ever fair and ever young: The jolly god in triumph comes ! Sound the trumpets, beat the drums!
Strona 172 - And then thou must be damn'd perpetually! Stand still, you ever-moving spheres of Heaven, That time may cease, and midnight never come; Fair Nature's eye, rise, rise again and make Perpetual day; or let this hour be but A year, a month, a week, a natural day, That Faustus may repent and save his soul! O lente, lente, currite noctis equi!