Palamon and ArciteD.C. Heath & Company, 1898 - 149 pages |
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... pass an age . And yet the fine materials made it weak ; Porcelain , by being pure , is apt to break . Even to your breast the sickness durst aspire , And forced from that fair temple to retire , Profanely set the holy place on fire . In ...
... pass an age . And yet the fine materials made it weak ; Porcelain , by being pure , is apt to break . Even to your breast the sickness durst aspire , And forced from that fair temple to retire , Profanely set the holy place on fire . In ...
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... pass their warlike pomp , their proud array , Their shouts , their songs , their welcome on the way ; But , were it not too long , I would recite The feats of Amazons , the fatal fight Betwixt the hardy Queen and hero Knight ; The town ...
... pass their warlike pomp , their proud array , Their shouts , their songs , their welcome on the way ; But , were it not too long , I would recite The feats of Amazons , the fatal fight Betwixt the hardy Queen and hero Knight ; The town ...
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... pass , and day by day , Till once ( ' twas on the morn of cheerful May ) The young Emilia , fairer to be seen Than the fair lily on the flowery green , More fresh than May herself in blossoms new , ( For with the rosy colour strove her ...
... pass , and day by day , Till once ( ' twas on the morn of cheerful May ) The young Emilia , fairer to be seen Than the fair lily on the flowery green , More fresh than May herself in blossoms new , ( For with the rosy colour strove her ...
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... passes o'er . " Like Æsop's hounds contending for the bone , " Each pleaded right , and would be lord alone ; " The fruitless fight continued all the day , " A cur came by and snatched the prize away . " As courtiers therefore justle ...
... passes o'er . " Like Æsop's hounds contending for the bone , " Each pleaded right , and would be lord alone ; " The fruitless fight continued all the day , " A cur came by and snatched the prize away . " As courtiers therefore justle ...
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... pass " With pens of adamant on plates of brass ; " What is the race of human kind your care 66 Beyond what all his fellow - creatures are ? " He with the rest is liable to pain , " And like the sheep , his brother - beast , is slain ...
... pass " With pens of adamant on plates of brass ; " What is the race of human kind your care 66 Beyond what all his fellow - creatures are ? " He with the rest is liable to pain , " And like the sheep , his brother - beast , is slain ...
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Absalom and Achitophel adorn Arcite's arms Athens beauteous beauty behold blood bore breast Canterbury Tales captive charms Chaucer Chaucer says classical dictionary conquered conquest courser Creon death decree Diana doom Dryden Duchess of Ormond Duke earth Emily English eyes fair falchions Fate fight fire flames flower fortune geomantic figures goddess grace Greek grief hand heart Heaven Hippolyta honour house of Lancaster iambic iambic pentameter imagination JOHN DRYDEN Jupiter king Knightes Tale length literary live lord Lycurgus maid Mars Meleager mortal mourning noble o'er pain Palamon and Arcite Philostratus Pirithous poem poetical poetry poets pointed lance Prince prison Queen race rest rhyme rival royal Saturn sighed slain sorrow soul spear stars steed stood story student syllables tears temple Theban Thebes thee ther Theseus thine thou thought Thrace throne Venus vows wood word wound
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Page 146 - Ilias or the jEneis: the story is more pleasing than either of them, the manners as perfect, the diction as poetical, the learning as deep and various, and the disposition full as artful; only it includes a greater length of time, as taking up seven years at least...
Page 79 - Since every man who lives is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity; With equal mind what happens let us bear, Nor joy nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims, to the' appointed place we tend ; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end.
Page 146 - ... when that poetry and sense is put into words which they understand. I will go farther, and dare to add, that what beauties I lose in some places I give to others which had them not originally. But in this I may be partial to my self. Let the reader judge : and I submit to his decision. Yet I think I have just occasion to complain...
Page 145 - But there are other judges who think I ought not to have translated Chaucer into English, out of a quite contrary notion: they suppose there is a certain veneration due to his old language, and that it is little less than profanation and sacrilege to alter it.
Page 69 - At this the challenger, with fierce defy, His trumpet sounds; the challenged makes reply: ' With clangour rings the field, resounds the vaulted sky. J Their vizors closed, their lances in the rest, Or at the helmet pointed or the crest, They vanish from the barrier, speed the race, And spurring see decrease the middle space.
Page 45 - Where neither beast, nor human kind repair; The fowl, that scent afar, the borders fly, And shun the bitter blast, and wheel about the sky. A cake of scurf lies baking on the ground, And prickly stubs, instead of trees, are found; Or woods, with knots and knares...
Page 62 - Till Saturn from his leaden throne arose, And found a way the difference to compose: Though sparing of his grace, to mischief bent, He seldom does a good with good intent. Wayward, but wise; by long experience taught, To please both parties, for ill ends, he sought: For this advantage age from youth has won, As not to be outridden, though outrun.
Page 76 - Fate could not choose a more malicious hour! What greater curse could envious fortune give, Than just to die when I began to live ! Vain men, how vanishing a bliss we crave, Now warm in love, now withering in the grave ! Never, O ! never more to see the sun ! Still dark, in a damp vault, and still alone ! This fate is common ; but I lose my breath Near bliss, and yet not bless'd before my death.
Page 65 - Knights, with a long retinue of their squires, In gaudy liveries march, and quaint attires : One laced the helm, another held the lance, A third the shining buckler did advance. The courser paw'd the ground with restless feet, And snorting foam'd, and champ'd the golden bit.
Page 46 - As threatened from the hinge to heave the door; In through that door a northern light there shone; 'Twas all it had, for windows there were none. The gate was adamant; eternal frame! Which...