Types of English PoetryRudolf Kirk, Clara Marburg Kirk Macmillan, 1940 - 663 pages |
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... hath perced to the rote , And bathed every veyne in swich licour , Of which vertu engendred is the flour ; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes , and the yonge sonne Hath in ...
... hath perced to the rote , And bathed every veyne in swich licour , Of which vertu engendred is the flour ; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes , and the yonge sonne Hath in ...
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Rudolf Kirk, Clara Marburg Kirk. Whom reason hath equaled , force hath made supreme Above his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells ! Hail , horrors ! hail , Infernal World ! and thou , profoundest Hell , Receive ...
Rudolf Kirk, Clara Marburg Kirk. Whom reason hath equaled , force hath made supreme Above his equals . Farewell , happy fields , Where joy for ever dwells ! Hail , horrors ! hail , Infernal World ! and thou , profoundest Hell , Receive ...
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... hath clad the hill and eke the vale ; The nightingale with feathers new she sings ; The turtle to her make hath told her tale : Summer is come , for every spray now springs ; The hart hath hung his old head on the pale ; 4. make , mate ...
... hath clad the hill and eke the vale ; The nightingale with feathers new she sings ; The turtle to her make hath told her tale : Summer is come , for every spray now springs ; The hart hath hung his old head on the pale ; 4. make , mate ...
Contents
INTRODUCTION I | 1 |
INTRODUCTION TO NARRATIVE POETRY | 37 |
EDMUND SPENSER | 42 |
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