Dryden̓s Palamon and ArciteGinn, 1898 - Всего страниц: 93 |
Другие издания - Просмотреть все
Часто встречающиеся слова и выражения
Absalom and Achitophel adorn Æneid Arcite's arms array Athens beauteous began behold blood bore born breast cents Charles charms Chaucer Cloth conquered conquest courser Creon crown death decree Diana doom Dryden Duchess of Ormond earth Edited by Professor Emily England English Literature Essay eyes Fables fair fame Fate feast fight fire flames Fortune gave Gilbert Pickering GINN & COMPANY goddess grace grief heart Heaven honour introduction Jupiter king knight Knight's Tale live lord Lycurgus maid Marinists Mars Milton mortal mourning Numbers o'er Ormond pain Palamon and Arcite Parliament Philostratus Pirithous Poems poet poetry pointed lance Prince prison Professor of English prose Protectorate Parliament Queen rest Restoration Rhetoric rose royal satire Saturn scarce Short Parliament slain soul steed stood strife sword tears temple Theban Thebes thee Theseus thine thou Thrace throne University Venus verse vows wife wound youth
Популярные отрывки
Стр. 47 - The balls of his broad eyes rolled in his head, And glared betwixt a yellow and a red; He looked a lion with a gloomy stare, And o'er his eyebrows hung his matted hair; Big-boned and large of limbs, with sinews strong, Broad-shouldered, and his arms were round and long.
Стр. 41 - Where neither beast, nor human kind repair; The fowl, that scent afar, the borders fly, And shun the bitter blast, and wheel about the sky. A cake of scurf lies baking on the ground, And prickly stubs, instead of trees, are found; Or woods, with knots and knares...
Стр. 12 - At every turn she made a little stand, And thrust among the thorns her lily hand To draw the rose, and every rose she drew, She shook the stalk, and brushed away the dew...
Стр. 32 - Their adverse breasts with tusks oblique they wound; With grunts and groans the forest rings around. So fought the knights, and fighting must abide, Till fate an umpire sends their difference to decide.
Стр. 27 - The morning lark, the messenger of day, Saluted in her song the morning gray; And soon the sun arose with beams so bright That all the horizon laughed to see the joyous sight: He with his tepid rays the rose renews, And licks the drooping leaves, and dries the dews...
Стр. 70 - Tis all I can enjoy of all your charms : This hand I cannot but in death resign ; Ah, could I live ! but while I live 'tis mine. I feel my end approach, and thus embraced, Am pleased to die ; but hear me speak my last.
Стр. 69 - Fate could not choose a more malicious hour! What greater curse could envious fortune give, Than just to die when I began to live ! Vain men, how vanishing a bliss we crave, Now warm in love, now withering in the grave ! Never, O ! never more to see the sun ! Still dark, in a damp vault, and still alone ! This fate is common ; but I lose my breath Near bliss, and yet not bless'd before my death.
Стр. 43 - On t' other side there stood Destruction bare ; Unpunish'd Rapine, and a waste of war. Contest, with sharpen'd knives in cloisters drawn, And all with blood bespread the holy lawn. Loud menaces were heard, and foul disgrace, And bawling infamy, in language base ; Till sense was lost in sound, and silence fled the place.