Englische Studien, Volume 46

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O.R. Reisland, 1913
"Zeitschrift für englische Philologie" (varies slightly).
 

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Page 138 - His life was gentle, and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, 'This was a man!
Page 300 - Quand chez les débauchés l'aube blanche et vermeille Entre en société de l'Idéal rongeur, Par l'opération d'un mystère vengeur Dans la brute assoupie un ange se réveille.
Page 82 - What years, i' faith ? Vio. About your years, my lord. Duke. Too old, by heaven; let still the woman take An elder than herself ; so wears she to him, So sways she level in her husband's heart. For, boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women's are.
Page 232 - Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And. thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.
Page 293 - I'll lay me doun and die. She's backit like the peacock, She's breistit like the swan, She's jimp about the middle, Her waist ye weel micht span ; Her waist ye weel micht span, And she has a rolling eye ; And for bonnie Annie Laurie I'll lay me doun and die. " These two verses,
Page 94 - A bird said that, in the notes of birds, and the speech Of men, it seemed: and another renewed: He moves To learn and not to pursue, he gathers to teach; He feeds his young as do we, and as we love loves. No fears have I of a man who goes with his head To earth, chance looking aloft at us, kind of hand: I feel to him as to earth of whom we are fed; I pipe him much for his good could he understand.
Page 164 - Ne stinted he his cours for reyn ne snowe; It was a joye for to seen him rowe ! Yit was him lever, in his shelves newe, Six olde textes,3 clad in greenish hewe, Of Chaucer and his olde poesye Than ale, or wyn of Lepe,4 or Malvoisye.
Page 226 - Which we were born withal. Good God, good God, That I, from such an humble bench of birth, Should step as 'twere up to my country's head, And give the law out there...
Page 232 - I will not speak to wrong a gentleman Of that good estimation, my kind friend : I will not; Zounds! I will not. I may choose, And I will choose. Shall I be so misled, Or shall I purchase to my father's crest The motto of a villain...
Page 164 - I passe as lightly as I may; Ne speke I of his hatte or his array, Ne how his berd by every wind was shake When as, for hete, his hat he wolde of take. Souning in3 Erly English was his speche, ' And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.

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