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... . 232. The goddess of the silver bow , Diana . See APPENDIX , IV . 235. Laund , glade , not lawn . 237. Forth - right , straight . 220 230 And thence dislodged , was wont to leave the wood Воок ІІ ] 31 OR THE KNIGHT'S TALE.
... . 232. The goddess of the silver bow , Diana . See APPENDIX , IV . 235. Laund , glade , not lawn . 237. Forth - right , straight . 220 230 And thence dislodged , was wont to leave the wood Воок ІІ ] 31 OR THE KNIGHT'S TALE.
Page 38
... of Love , Venus . 462. Dome , building , temple . 465. The Queen of Night , Diana . 467. Oratories , small chapels set apart for prayer . 470 Prayers that even spoke , and pity seemed to call 38 [ BOOK II PALAMON AND ARCITE.
... of Love , Venus . 462. Dome , building , temple . 465. The Queen of Night , Diana . 467. Oratories , small chapels set apart for prayer . 470 Prayers that even spoke , and pity seemed to call 38 [ BOOK II PALAMON AND ARCITE.
Page 43
... Diana chaste . A sylvan scene with various greens was drawn , Shades on the sides , and on the midst a lawn ; The silver Cynthia , with her nymphs around , Pursued the flying deer , the woods with horns resound : Calisto there stood ...
... Diana chaste . A sylvan scene with various greens was drawn , Shades on the sides , and on the midst a lawn ; The silver Cynthia , with her nymphs around , Pursued the flying deer , the woods with horns resound : Calisto there stood ...
Page 44
... Diana's vengeance on the victor shown , The murderess mother , and consuming son ; The Volscian queen extended on the plain , The treason punished , and the traitor slain . The rest were various huntings , well designed , And savage ...
... Diana's vengeance on the victor shown , The murderess mother , and consuming son ; The Volscian queen extended on the plain , The treason punished , and the traitor slain . The rest were various huntings , well designed , And savage ...
Page 45
... and their arms to sing . 654. Lucina , Diana . 658. Mend , improve upon , add to , surpass . 661-662 . These lines are introduced by Dryden . BOOK III THE day approached when Fortune should decide The BOOK II ] 45 OR THE KNIGHT'S TALE.
... and their arms to sing . 654. Lucina , Diana . 658. Mend , improve upon , add to , surpass . 661-662 . These lines are introduced by Dryden . BOOK III THE day approached when Fortune should decide The BOOK II ] 45 OR THE KNIGHT'S TALE.
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Page 91 - But enough of this : there is such a variety of game springing up before me, that I am distracted in my choice, and know not which to follow. Tis sufficient to say, according to the proverb, that here is God's plenty.
Page 47 - The balls of his broad eyes rolled in his head, And glared betwixt a yellow and a red; He looked a lion with a gloomy stare, And o'er his eyebrows hung his matted hair; Big-boned and large of limbs, with sinews strong, Broad-shouldered, and his arms were round and long.
Page xvii - Turn'd only to the grove his horse's reins, The grove I named before ; and, lighted there, A woodbine garland sought to crown his hair ; Then turn'd his face against the rising day, And raised his voice to welcome in the May: ' For thee, sweet month, the groves green liveries wear. If not the first, the fairest of the year : For thee the graces lead the dancing hours, And Nature's ready pencil paints the flowers : When thy short reign is past, the feverish sun The sultry tropic fears, and moves more...
Page 10 - At every turn, she made a little stand, And thrust among the thorns her lily hand To draw the rose, and every rose she drew She shook the stalk, and brush'd away the dew: Then party-colour'd flowers of white and red She wove, to make a garland for her head: This done, she sung and caroll'd out so clear, That men and angels might rejoice to hear: Even wondering Philomel forgot to sing; And learn'd from her to welcome in the spring.
Page 90 - ... he has taken into the compass of his Canterbury Tales the various manners and humors (as we now call them) of the whole English nation in his age. Not a single character has escaped him.
Page 92 - 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 48 - Ruddy his lips, and fresh and fair his hue ; Some sprinkled freckles on his face were seen, Whose dusk set off the whiteness of the skin.
Page 63 - The herald ends ; the vaulted firmament With loud acclaims and vast applause is rent : Heaven guard a prince so gracious and so good, So just, and yet so provident of blood ! This was the general cry. The trumpets sound, And warlike symphony is heard around. The marching troops through Athens take their way, The great earl-marshal orders their array.
Page 48 - Some sprinkled freckles on his face were seen, Whose dusk set off the whiteness of the skin. His awful presence did the crowd surprise, Nor durst the rash spectator meet his eyes; Eyes that confessed him born for kingly sway, 80 So fierce, they flashed intolerable day.
Page 90 - The verse of Chaucer, I confess, is not harmonious to us; but 'tis like the eloquence of one whom Tacitus commends, it was auribus istius temporis accommodata: they who lived with him, and some time after him, thought it musical; and it continues so, even in our judgment, if compared with the numbers of Lidgate and Gower, his contemporaries: there is the rude sweetness of a Scotch tune in it, which is natural and pleasing, though not perfect.