The English Parnassus: An Anthology Chiefly of Longer PoemsClarendon Press, 1961 - 786 sivua |
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Sivu 197
... arms , to arms ! ' the fierce virago cries , And swift as lightning to the combat flies . All side in parties , and begin the attack ; Fans clap , silks rustle , and tough whalebones crack ; Heroes ' and heroines ' shouts confusedly ...
... arms , to arms ! ' the fierce virago cries , And swift as lightning to the combat flies . All side in parties , and begin the attack ; Fans clap , silks rustle , and tough whalebones crack ; Heroes ' and heroines ' shouts confusedly ...
Sivu 686
... arms , And clad himself in steel : the arms he chose Were plain , and on his shield was no device , Only his helm was rich , inlaid with gold , And from the fluted spine atop a plume Of horsehair wav'd , a scarlet horsehair plume . So arm ...
... arms , And clad himself in steel : the arms he chose Were plain , and on his shield was no device , Only his helm was rich , inlaid with gold , And from the fluted spine atop a plume Of horsehair wav'd , a scarlet horsehair plume . So arm ...
Sivu 694
... arm , he said : — ' Man , who art thou who dost deny my words ? Truth sits upon the lips of dying men , And falsehood ... arms about his neck , and kiss'd his lips , And with fond faltering fingers strok'd his cheeks , Trying to call him ...
... arm , he said : — ' Man , who art thou who dost deny my words ? Truth sits upon the lips of dying men , And falsehood ... arms about his neck , and kiss'd his lips , And with fond faltering fingers strok'd his cheeks , Trying to call him ...
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Arcite arms beauty beneath blood breast breath 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 head hear heart heaven herte honour Jebusites King King Arthur lady Lady of Shalott light live look lord Lycidas mighty Milton mind mordre Muse namore never night nymph o'er once Ovid Oxus pain pale PARNASSUS passion poem poet poetry Pope praise Rome rose round Rustum Saint 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 up-on voice weep whan whyl wild wind wolde words youth