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... love - lyrics , called strombotti ; 4 the octave was originally the eight - line strombotto , rhyming a baba bab and the sestet the six - line strombotto with rhyme , c d c d c d . These two the poets combined , varying the line and ...
... love - lyrics , called strombotti ; 4 the octave was originally the eight - line strombotto , rhyming a baba bab and the sestet the six - line strombotto with rhyme , c d c d c d . These two the poets combined , varying the line and ...
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... love - song , called a canzone.1 These popular songs were constructed in many ways ; one of the forms frequently used may have been the source of the sonnet , as the lines of the stanza were fourteen and the rhyme scheme similar to that ...
... love - song , called a canzone.1 These popular songs were constructed in many ways ; one of the forms frequently used may have been the source of the sonnet , as the lines of the stanza were fourteen and the rhyme scheme similar to that ...
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... love , exercising itself in extravagant praise of bodily beauty , and profuse complaint at the fair one's ... love , the poets seeking , either ser- vilely or reverently , to follow in the footsteps of Petrarch . They succeeded , however ...
... love , exercising itself in extravagant praise of bodily beauty , and profuse complaint at the fair one's ... love , the poets seeking , either ser- vilely or reverently , to follow in the footsteps of Petrarch . They succeeded , however ...
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... love . One somehow senses the beauty as real and discounts the pain as only a means of enhancing the loveli- ness . The sonnets range in poetic grace and emotional sin- cerity from the happiest creations of Sidney and Spenser to the ...
... love . One somehow senses the beauty as real and discounts the pain as only a means of enhancing the loveli- ness . The sonnets range in poetic grace and emotional sin- cerity from the happiest creations of Sidney and Spenser to the ...
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... love . Milton uses the sonnet for expressing his thought regarding people or events , as a way of estimating character , praising deeds , or seeking to stimulate men to action . He combines this freer scope of subject - matter with ...
... love . Milton uses the sonnet for expressing his thought regarding people or events , as a way of estimating character , praising deeds , or seeking to stimulate men to action . He combines this freer scope of subject - matter with ...
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Términos y frases comunes
beauty behold beneath birds blood breath bright Christina G cloud Company Dante Gabriel Rossetti dark dead dear death deep delight door dost doth dream earth Edmund Spenser Elizabeth Barrett Browning English eternal eyes face fair feet flowers gaze glorious grace hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hour immortal Italian John Keats John Milton land leaves life's lines lips lone Lord love thee love's mighty moon murmur never night o'er pale passionate pause peace permission Petrarch Philip Bourke Marston poets praise publishers Reprinted from Poems rhyme scheme round sestet shadows shine sight silence sing sleep smile song sonnet sorrow soul sound Spenser stars summer Surrey sweet tears Theodore Watts-Dunton thine things Thou art thought trembling verse voice weary weep wild William Lisle Bowles William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind wings Wyatt
Pasajes populares
Página 13 - 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.
Página 24 - Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not. — Great God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
Página 14 - 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.
Página 97 - If I should die, think only this of me : That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England. There shall be In that rich earth a richer dust concealed ; A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware, Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam, A body of England's, breathing English air, Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
Página 9 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 23 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 21 - Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Página 12 - Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme ; But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear'd with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And broils root out the work of masonry, Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your memory.
Página 21 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Página 21 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.