The First Canto of Ricciardetto, Volumul 1J. Murray, 1822 - 232 pagini |
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Pagina 52
... sing adventures strange , 28 Of damsels fair , and war's heroic crew . And if sometimes she chance the truth to change , Gentles ! some pardon to her fault is due ; For , never studying where sage masters teach , She roam'd from elm to ...
... sing adventures strange , 28 Of damsels fair , and war's heroic crew . And if sometimes she chance the truth to change , Gentles ! some pardon to her fault is due ; For , never studying where sage masters teach , She roam'd from elm to ...
Pagina 55
... 1 With native lilies in her cheek be dash'd . Hist ! she begins ! so let us , side by side , Near her , in silence and on tip - toe glide . X. -MY PURPOSE is to sing the warfare dire Whereof CANTO I. 55 RICCIARDETTO . VIII. ...
... 1 With native lilies in her cheek be dash'd . Hist ! she begins ! so let us , side by side , Near her , in silence and on tip - toe glide . X. -MY PURPOSE is to sing the warfare dire Whereof CANTO I. 55 RICCIARDETTO . VIII. ...
Pagina 56
Niccolò Forteguerri. X. -MY PURPOSE is to sing the warfare dire Whereof I once in certain writing read ; If true or false , I did not much inquire : Right well I know it fill'd my soul with dread , To hear the dying screams of son and ...
Niccolò Forteguerri. X. -MY PURPOSE is to sing the warfare dire Whereof I once in certain writing read ; If true or false , I did not much inquire : Right well I know it fill'd my soul with dread , To hear the dying screams of son and ...
Pagina 91
... sing , right blithely , by his side ; " But mind , if you release the captived witch , " She'll whip you dead with scourge of giant Stritch . ” LXXXI . He scales the mount - Traggéa hears the clang Of arms , and spies the Knight - then ...
... sing , right blithely , by his side ; " But mind , if you release the captived witch , " She'll whip you dead with scourge of giant Stritch . ” LXXXI . He scales the mount - Traggéa hears the clang Of arms , and spies the Knight - then ...
Pagina 122
Niccolò Forteguerri. Note 28 , stanza ii , Her hint is now to sing adventures strange . " Wherein of antres vast , and deserts idle , Rough quarries , rocks , and hills , whose heads touch heaven , It was my hint to speak . " Shakespeare ...
Niccolò Forteguerri. Note 28 , stanza ii , Her hint is now to sing adventures strange . " Wherein of antres vast , and deserts idle , Rough quarries , rocks , and hills , whose heads touch heaven , It was my hint to speak . " Shakespeare ...
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Pagina 118 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Pagina 169 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
Pagina 163 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders. These many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 167 - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high ; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
Pagina 169 - O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Pagina 124 - Of hair-breadth scapes i' the imminent deadly breach, Of being taken by the insolent foe And sold to slavery, of my redemption thence, And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Pagina 123 - Warble immortal notes and Tuscan air ? He who of those delights can judge, and spare To interpose them oft, is not unwise. XXI. [TO CYRIACK SKINNER.] CYRIACK, whose grandsire on the royal bench Of British Themis, with no mean applause, Pronounced, and in his volumes taught, our laws, Which others at their bar so often wrench...
Pagina 144 - Et de porter le nom de son amant! Votre maison, vos gens, votre livrée, Tout vous retrace une image adorée; Et vos enfants, ces gages précieux, Nés de l'amour, en sont de nouveaux nœuds.
Pagina 170 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand; A man so various, that he seem'd to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome: Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong; Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking.
Pagina 163 - Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have ; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.