Specimens of the British Poets: Chaucer, 1400, to Beaumont, 1628Thomas Campbell John Murray, 1819 - Authors, English |
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... EARL OF SURREY Description of Spring Page • 114 · 116 • 124 A Prisoner in Windsor Castle , he reflects on past • Happiness · That every Object he contemplated at Windsor re- minding him of his past Happiness , increased his present ...
... EARL OF SURREY Description of Spring Page • 114 · 116 • 124 A Prisoner in Windsor Castle , he reflects on past • Happiness · That every Object he contemplated at Windsor re- minding him of his past Happiness , increased his present ...
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... EARL OF OXFORD Fancy and Desire ( from the Paradise of dainty De- vices ) Lines attributed to the Earl of Oxford ( in a MS . of the Bodleian Library ) THOMAS STORER • From the Life and Death of Cardinal Wolsey Wolsey's Ambition Wolsey's ...
... EARL OF OXFORD Fancy and Desire ( from the Paradise of dainty De- vices ) Lines attributed to the Earl of Oxford ( in a MS . of the Bodleian Library ) THOMAS STORER • From the Life and Death of Cardinal Wolsey Wolsey's Ambition Wolsey's ...
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... allegorical manner , under the praises of Spring , he ap- pears to implore the assistance of Vere , Earl of Oxford , the prin- cipal favourite of Richard II . if he ever possessed that mansion : but Mr. Grose CHAUCER . 11.
... allegorical manner , under the praises of Spring , he ap- pears to implore the assistance of Vere , Earl of Oxford , the prin- cipal favourite of Richard II . if he ever possessed that mansion : but Mr. Grose CHAUCER . 11.
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... apply To be that I appear not . That is , as one that shall not shrink To be your own until I die ; And if that be not as I think , Likewise to think it is not . HENRY HOWARD , EARL OF SURREY . 4 WALPOLE , 12 SIR THOMAS WYATT . 115.
... apply To be that I appear not . That is , as one that shall not shrink To be your own until I die ; And if that be not as I think , Likewise to think it is not . HENRY HOWARD , EARL OF SURREY . 4 WALPOLE , 12 SIR THOMAS WYATT . 115.
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... Earl of Oxford . The Duke of Richmond was afterwards affianced to Surrey's sister . It was customary , in those times , to delay , frequently for years , the consummations of such ju- venile matches ; and the writer of Lord Surrey's ...
... Earl of Oxford . The Duke of Richmond was afterwards affianced to Surrey's sister . It was customary , in those times , to delay , frequently for years , the consummations of such ju- venile matches ; and the writer of Lord Surrey's ...
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Page 283 - 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.
Page 160 - Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Page 111 - Forget not yet the tried intent Of such a truth as I have meant ; My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet ! Forget not yet when first began The weary life ye know, since whan The suit, the service none tell can ; Forget not yet ! Forget not yet the great assays, The cruel wrong...
Page 122 - The turtle to her make 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 235 - With these, the crystal of his brow, And then the dimple of his chin : All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes, She won, and Cupid blind did rise. O Love ! has she done this to thee ? What shall, alas ! become of me...
Page 340 - So high in thoughts as I : You left a kiss Upon these lips then, which I mean to keep From you for ever. I did hear you talk Far above singing ! After you were gone, I grew acquainted with my heart, and search'd What stirr'd it so : Alas ! I found it love ; Yet far from lust ; for could I but have lived In presence of you, I had had my end.
Page 219 - Tell zeal it lacks devotion, Tell love it is but lust, Tell time it is but motion, Tell flesh it is but dust ; And wish them not reply, For thou must give the lie.
Page 283 - When summer's breath their masked buds discloses : But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so ; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made : And so of you, beauteous and lovely youth, When that shall fade, my verse distils your truth.
Page 20 - And bathed every veyne in swich licour. Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes...
Page 283 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses ; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves.