The English Parnassus: An Anthology Chiefly of Longer PoemsClarendon Press, 1967 - 786 sivua |
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Sivu 91
... woods them answer and theyr eccho ring . My love is now awake out of her dreame , And her fayre eyes like stars that dimmed were With darksome cloud , now shew theyr goodly beams More bright then Hesperus his head doth rere . Come now ...
... woods them answer and theyr eccho ring . My love is now awake out of her dreame , And her fayre eyes like stars that dimmed were With darksome cloud , now shew theyr goodly beams More bright then Hesperus his head doth rere . Come now ...
Sivu 94
... woods may answere and your eccho ring . Now al is done ; bring home the bride againe , Bring home the triumph of our victory , Bring home with you the glory of her gaine , With joyance bring her and with jollity . Never had man more ...
... woods may answere and your eccho ring . Now al is done ; bring home the bride againe , Bring home the triumph of our victory , Bring home with you the glory of her gaine , With joyance bring her and with jollity . Never had man more ...
Sivu 95
... woods them answer and their echo ring . Now ceasse ye damsels your delights forepast ; Enough is it , that all the day was youres : Now day is doen , and night is nighing fast : Now bring the Bryde into the brydall boures . The night is ...
... woods them answer and their echo ring . Now ceasse ye damsels your delights forepast ; Enough is it , that all the day was youres : Now day is doen , and night is nighing fast : Now bring the Bryde into the brydall boures . The night is ...
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Arcite arms beauty beneath blood breast breath brest Burns Byron Camelot Chaucer cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Emelye eyes face fair fame fate fear flowers grace grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven herte honour Jebusites King lady Lady of Shalott light live look lord Lycidas mighty Milton mind mordre Muse namore never night nymph o'er once Ovid Oxus pain Palamon pale PARNASSUS passion poem poet poetry Pope praise rose round Rustum Saturn seem'd seyde shal sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile Sohrab song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sterte stood stream sweet swich tears Tennyson Thebes thee ther Theseus thine things thou art thought thro trewely twas unto up-on voice weep whan whyl whyt wind wolde words wyde youth