English Writers: An Attempt Towards a History of English Literature, Volumen11Cassell, limited, 1892 |
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... say , in 1578 , when the poet went north after graduating - by the Edmund Spenser who died , an old man , in 1587 , with Margaret , his second wife , and his two sons John , of whom the younger could not have been less then than ten or ...
... say , in 1578 , when the poet went north after graduating - by the Edmund Spenser who died , an old man , in 1587 , with Margaret , his second wife , and his two sons John , of whom the younger could not have been less then than ten or ...
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... say , in his sixteenth year . The birth - date , therefore , if not 1552 , was probably 1553 rather than 1550 , 1551 , or 1554 . Spenser himself , in his " Prothalamion , " names London as his place of birth— " At length they all to ...
... say , in his sixteenth year . The birth - date , therefore , if not 1552 , was probably 1553 rather than 1550 , 1551 , or 1554 . Spenser himself , in his " Prothalamion , " names London as his place of birth— " At length they all to ...
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... say that Spenser was born in East Smithfield , near the Tower . There is more certain knowledge of his place of educa- tion , from a source that must be first accounted for . Robert , a younger son of John Nowell , of Reade Hall , in ...
... say that Spenser was born in East Smithfield , near the Tower . There is more certain knowledge of his place of educa- tion , from a source that must be first accounted for . Robert , a younger son of John Nowell , of Reade Hall , in ...
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... says , " among my other travails been occupied about this little Treatise , wherein is set forth the vileness and baseness of worldly things which commonly withdraw us from heavenly and spiritual matters . To the end that understanding ...
... says , " among my other travails been occupied about this little Treatise , wherein is set forth the vileness and baseness of worldly things which commonly withdraw us from heavenly and spiritual matters . To the end that understanding ...
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... says : " This is no poetical fiction , but unfeignedly spoken of the poet self , who for special occasion of private affairs ( as I have been partly of himself informed ) and for his more preferment , removing out of the north parts ...
... says : " This is no poetical fiction , but unfeignedly spoken of the poet self , who for special occasion of private affairs ( as I have been partly of himself informed ) and for his more preferment , removing out of the north parts ...
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Página 140 - Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust ; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things ; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust ; Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings.
Página 257 - Why this is hell, nor am I out of it : Think'st thou that I who saw the face of God, And tasted the eternal joys of Heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, In being deprived of everlasting bliss ? O Faustus!
Página 135 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Página 385 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Página 259 - Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone : regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
Página 438 - At length they all to merry London came, To merry London, my most kindly nurse, That to me gave this life's first native source; Though from another place I take my name, An house of ancient fame: There when they came, whereas those bricky tower? The which on Thames...
Página 250 - From jigging veins of rhyming mother wits And such conceits as clownage keeps in pay, We'll lead you to the stately tent of war Where you shall hear the Scythian Tamburlaine Threatening the world with high astounding terms And scourging kingdoms with his conquering sword.
Página 259 - Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No, no.
Página 148 - MY mind to me a kingdom is ; Such present joys therein I find, That it excels all other bliss That earth affords or grows by kind: Though much I want that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave. No princely pomp, no wealthy store, No force to win the victory, No wily wit to salve a sore, No shape to feed a loving eye; To none of these I yield as thrall ; For why ? my mind doth serve for all.
Página 202 - At cards for kisses — Cupid paid ; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows ; Loses them too ; then down he throws The coral of his lip, the rose Growing...