Poetry and Poets: A Collection of the Choicest Anecdotes Relative to the Poets of Every Age and Nation. With Specimens of Their Works and Sketches of Their Biography, 3. köideSherwood, Gilbert, & Piper, 1826 - 305 pages |
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... ladies of Henry's Court . Wood says , that at the " royal Court he was much adored , especially by the female sex , for his admirable discourse , and symmetry of body . " From these irresistible allurements his enemies endeavoured to ...
... ladies of Henry's Court . Wood says , that at the " royal Court he was much adored , especially by the female sex , for his admirable discourse , and symmetry of body . " From these irresistible allurements his enemies endeavoured to ...
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... Lady Blanche , doth harm my Lord the King . Then Pedro to his chamber went , his cheek was burning red , And to a bowman of his guard the dark command he said . The bowman to Medina pass'd , when the Queen beheld him near , Alas ! she ...
... Lady Blanche , doth harm my Lord the King . Then Pedro to his chamber went , his cheek was burning red , And to a bowman of his guard the dark command he said . The bowman to Medina pass'd , when the Queen beheld him near , Alas ! she ...
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... ladies delighted no less than the Christian Courts of Spain - the bloody feuds of the two great Moorish families of the Zegris and the Abencerrages , which con- tributed so largely to the ruin of the Moorish cause - and the incidents of ...
... ladies delighted no less than the Christian Courts of Spain - the bloody feuds of the two great Moorish families of the Zegris and the Abencerrages , which con- tributed so largely to the ruin of the Moorish cause - and the incidents of ...
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... Lady rose not , nor laid her cushion down , Nor came she to the window to gaze with all the Town ; - But tho ' her eyes dwelt on her knee , in vain her fingers strove , And tho ' her needle press'd the silk , no flower Xarifa wove ; One ...
... Lady rose not , nor laid her cushion down , Nor came she to the window to gaze with all the Town ; - But tho ' her eyes dwelt on her knee , in vain her fingers strove , And tho ' her needle press'd the silk , no flower Xarifa wove ; One ...
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... lady did not give him her hand , it is imagined she did not deny him her heart , but , like Apollo , when he caught at the nymph " he filled his arms with bays , " and the song which bears her name is considered his chef - d'œuvre ; it ...
... lady did not give him her hand , it is imagined she did not deny him her heart , but , like Apollo , when he caught at the nymph " he filled his arms with bays , " and the song which bears her name is considered his chef - d'œuvre ; it ...
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Page 110 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare...
Page 172 - IN going to my naked bed, as one that would have slept, I heard a wife sing to her child, that long before had wept. She sighed sore, and sang full sweet, to bring the babe to rest, That would not cease, but cried still, in sucking at her breast.
Page 110 - English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 166 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Page 88 - HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own ; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment
Page 250 - What things have we seen Done at the ' Mermaid ? ' Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life. Then, when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past — wit that might warrant be For the whole city to talk foolishly Till that were cancelled ; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which...
Page 240 - One day as the king was walking in the Mall, and talking with Dryden, he said, ' If I was a poet, (and I think I am poor enough to be one,) I would write a poem on such a subject in the following manner,' and then gave him the plan for it.
Page 39 - You must have heard," he says, " that I am going to Greece — why do you not come to me ? I can do nothing without you, and am exceedingly anxious to see you. Pray, come, for I am at last determined to go to Greece : — it is the only place I was ever contented in. I am serious ; and did not write before, as I might have given you a journey for nothing. They all say I can be of use to Greece ; I do not know how — nor do they ; but, at all events, let us go.
Page 157 - In the first it is like a rich soil in a happy climate, that produces a whole wilderness of noble plants, rising in a thousand beautiful landscapes, without any certain order or regularity. In the other it is the same rich soil under the same happy climate, that has been laid out in walks and parterres, and cut into shape and beauty by the skill of the gardener.
Page 274 - All you need do (says he) is to leave them just as they are; call on Lord Halifax two or three months hence, thank him for his kind observations on those passages, and then read them to him as altered. I have known him much longer than you have, and will be answerable for the event.