Chaucer's Legende of Goode WomenF. Leypoldt, 1864 - 145 pàgines |
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Pàgina xxxvi
... Jason , that was of love so fals . O Ypermystre , Penollope , and Alceste , Youre wyfhood he comendeth with the beste . C. T. , v . 4480-4496 . In this passage , two women are omitted who are the sub- jects of Legends , namely ...
... Jason , that was of love so fals . O Ypermystre , Penollope , and Alceste , Youre wyfhood he comendeth with the beste . C. T. , v . 4480-4496 . In this passage , two women are omitted who are the sub- jects of Legends , namely ...
Pàgina 72
... Jason ! TH Thou slye devourer , and confusyon Of gentil wommen , gentil creatures ! Thou madest thy reclaymynge and thy lures To ladies of thy staately aparaunce , And of thy wordes farsed with plesaunce , 1365. Rede Ovyde : Heroides ...
... Jason ! TH Thou slye devourer , and confusyon Of gentil wommen , gentil creatures ! Thou madest thy reclaymynge and thy lures To ladies of thy staately aparaunce , And of thy wordes farsed with plesaunce , 1365. Rede Ovyde : Heroides ...
Pàgina 73
... Jason ! now thyn horn is blowe ! But certes , it is both routhe and woo , That love with fals loveres werketh soo ; For they shalle have wel better and gretter chere Thanne he that hath bought love ful dere , Or had in armes many a ...
... Jason ! now thyn horn is blowe ! But certes , it is both routhe and woo , That love with fals loveres werketh soo ; For they shalle have wel better and gretter chere Thanne he that hath bought love ful dere , Or had in armes many a ...
Pàgina 74
... Jason myghte beste destroyed be , Withoute sclaunder of his compassemente . And at the laste he tooke avysemente , To sende him into some fer countre , There as this Jason may destroyed be . This was hys witte , al made he to Jason ...
... Jason myghte beste destroyed be , Withoute sclaunder of his compassemente . And at the laste he tooke avysemente , To sende him into some fer countre , There as this Jason may destroyed be . This was hys witte , al made he to Jason ...
Pàgina 75
... Jason wolde enhorte , To saylen to that londe , him to disporte . And seyde , Neviwe , yf hyt myghte be , That suche ... Jason was yonge , and lustie of corage , And undertooke to doon this ilke emprise . Anoon Argus his shippes gan ...
... Jason wolde enhorte , To saylen to that londe , him to disporte . And seyde , Neviwe , yf hyt myghte be , That suche ... Jason was yonge , and lustie of corage , And undertooke to doon this ilke emprise . Anoon Argus his shippes gan ...
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accentuation adoune Æneid agayne Allas anoon bounte broghte Canterbury Tales Chaucer chere Confessio Amantis countree dede Demophoon dere dethe devyse Dido doon dooth doughter drede Eneas English EXPLICIT LEGENDA fader Faerie Queene fals flour fynde goon Gower's Confessio Amantis grete hath Heroides herte hire suster honour INCIPIT LEGENDA Jason kynge lady legend leste leve lorde lyke lyste lyve manere mede mote myghte myn herte Mynos noghte noon nyghte Parlement of Foules past tense Piers Ploughman pitee poet poetry preve queene quod rede ryghte sche sect sely seyde shal Shepheards Calender shippe shulde sone sterte swerde swich syllable Tereus Tesbe Thanne ther Theseus thews thilke thoghte thoo thou thow thurgh toune trewe trouthe twoo tyme unto verb verse whan whanne withouten wolde word yeve
Passatges populars
Pàgina xi - It were an easy matter to produce some thousands of his verses, which are lame for want of half a foot, and sometimes a whole one, and which no pronunciation can make otherwise.
Pàgina 45 - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Pàgina 125 - For woman is not undevelopt man But diverse: could we make her as the man, Sweet love were slain : his dearest bond is this Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto noble...
Pàgina iii - I READ, before my eyelids dropt their shade, " The Legend of Good Women," long ago Sung by the morning star of song, who made His music heard below ; n.
Pàgina 74 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Pàgina x - Emilie, and you shall remember her as long," we do remember her as long. And he sent us a train of pilgrims, each with a distinct individuality apart from the pilgrimage, all the way from Southwark and the Tabard Inn, to Canterbury and Becket's shrine : and their laughter comes never to an end, and their talk goes on with the stars, and all the railroads which may intersect the spoilt earth for ever cannot hush the " tramp, tramp " of their horses
Pàgina x - Gower, his contemporaries : there is the rude sweetness of a Scotch tune in it, which is natural and pleasing, though not perfect. 'Tis true, I cannot go so far as he who published the last edition of him ; for he would make us believe the fault is in our ears, and that there were really ten syllables in a verse where we find but nine : but this opinion is not worth confuting...
Pàgina xxiii - Saxon original, where it cannot have been added for any such purpose, as herte, childe, olde, zmlde, &c. In these therefore we must suppose that it was pronounced as an e feminine, and made part of a second syllable ; and so, by a parity of reason, in all others, in which, as in these, it appears to have been substituted for the Saxon a.
Pàgina 3 - So glad am I, whan that I have presence Of it, to doon it alle reverence, As she that is of alle...
Pàgina xxix - O God ! Methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain. To sit upon a hill, as I do now; To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...