British Anthologies, Volume 2Edward Arber Henry Frowde, 1900 - English poetry |
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... honour ; and honour to desire ! But how may I this honour now attain , That cannot dye the colour black a liar ? My POYNTZ ! I cannot frame my tune to feign ! To cloak the truth , for praise , without desert , Of them that list all vice ...
... honour ; and honour to desire ! But how may I this honour now attain , That cannot dye the colour black a liar ? My POYNTZ ! I cannot frame my tune to feign ! To cloak the truth , for praise , without desert , Of them that list all vice ...
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Edward Arber. I cannot honour them that set their part With VENUS and BACCHUS , all their life long ; Nor hold my peace of them , although I smart ! I cannot crouch , nor kneel , to such a wrong : To worship them like GOD on earth alone ...
Edward Arber. I cannot honour them that set their part With VENUS and BACCHUS , all their life long ; Nor hold my peace of them , although I smart ! I cannot crouch , nor kneel , to such a wrong : To worship them like GOD on earth alone ...
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... I brought him to some frame ; Which now , as wretchedness ! he doth so blame ! And toward Honour quickened I his wit ; Where as a daskard else he might have sit . ' He know'th how great ATRIDE that made Troy fret 40 Sir Thomas Wyatt .
... I brought him to some frame ; Which now , as wretchedness ! he doth so blame ! And toward Honour quickened I his wit ; Where as a daskard else he might have sit . ' He know'th how great ATRIDE that made Troy fret 40 Sir Thomas Wyatt .
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... honoured , ACHILLES that great , And th ' African SCIPIO the famous ; And many others by much honour glorious , Whose fame and acts did lift them up above , I did let fall in base dishonest love ! ' And unto him , though he unworthy ...
... honoured , ACHILLES that great , And th ' African SCIPIO the famous ; And many others by much honour glorious , Whose fame and acts did lift them up above , I did let fall in base dishonest love ! ' And unto him , though he unworthy ...
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... Honour and Fame ; and , if he would , to higher Than mortal things , above the starry sky ! Considering the pleasure that an eye Might give in earth , by reason of the love ; What should that be , that lasteth still above ? ' And he ...
... Honour and Fame ; and , if he would , to higher Than mortal things , above the starry sky ! Considering the pleasure that an eye Might give in earth , by reason of the love ; What should that be , that lasteth still above ? ' And he ...
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Page 11 - As for to leave me thus ? Say nay, say nay ! And wilt thou leave me thus, That hath given thee my heart Never for to depart Neither for pain nor smart : And wilt thou leave me thusT Say nay, say nay ! And wilt thou leave me thus, And have no more pity Of him that loveth thee?
Page 64 - The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Page 2 - They flee from me, that sometime did me seek, With naked foot stalking in my chamber.
Page 78 - Maiden's tower, And easy sighs, such as folk draw in love. The stately seats, the ladies bright of hue. The dances short, long tales of great delight; With words and looks, that tigers could but rue; Where each of us did plead the other's right.
Page 36 - BLAME not my Lute ! for he must sound Of this or that as liketh me ; For lack of wit the Lute is bound To give such tunes as pleaseth me ; Though my songs be somewhat strange, And speak such words as touch thy change, Blame not my Lute ! 2 My Lute, alas!
Page 80 - Than doth the sun the candle light, Or brightest day the darkest night. And thereto hath a troth as just As had Penelope the fair ; For what she saith, ye may it trust, As it by writing sealed were : And virtues hath she many mo' Than I with pen have skill to show.
Page 159 - I FIRST adventure, with fool-hardy might, To tread the steps of perilous despite. I first adventure, follow me who list, And be the second English satirist.
Page 12 - My lute, awake, perform the last Labour that thou and I shall waste, And end that I have now begun, And when this song is sung and past, My lute, be still, for I have done.
Page 105 - THE Hunt is up! The Hunt is up! And it is wellnigh day; And HARRY our King is gone hunting, To bring his deer to bay.
Page 57 - The Means to Attain Happy Life Martial, the things that do attain The happy life, be these, I find : The riches left, not got with pain; The fruitful ground, the quiet mind : The equal friend, no grudge, no strife; No charge of rule, nor governance; Without disease, the healthful life; The household of continuance...