The Centuries' Poetry: Chaucer to ShakespeareDenys Kilham Roberts Penguin Books, 1950 - English poetry |
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... eyes shot fire from their ivory bowers , And temper'd every soul with lively heat , Now by the malice of the angry skies , Whose jealousy admits no second mate , Draws in the comfort of her latest breath , All dazzled with the hellish ...
... eyes shot fire from their ivory bowers , And temper'd every soul with lively heat , Now by the malice of the angry skies , Whose jealousy admits no second mate , Draws in the comfort of her latest breath , All dazzled with the hellish ...
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... eyes ; I would thou wert not wise , or I not fond ; Or thou not free , or I not so in bond . But thou art fair , and I can not be wise : Thy sun - like face hath blinded both mine eyes ; Thou canst not but be wise , nor I but fond ; Nor ...
... eyes ; I would thou wert not wise , or I not fond ; Or thou not free , or I not so in bond . But thou art fair , and I can not be wise : Thy sun - like face hath blinded both mine eyes ; Thou canst not but be wise , nor I but fond ; Nor ...
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Denys Kilham Roberts. Her eyes like angels watch them still , Her brows like bended bows do stand , Threatening with piercing frowns to kill All that attempt with eye or hand Those sacred cherries to come nigh , Till ' Cherry Ripe ...
Denys Kilham Roberts. Her eyes like angels watch them still , Her brows like bended bows do stand , Threatening with piercing frowns to kill All that attempt with eye or hand Those sacred cherries to come nigh , Till ' Cherry Ripe ...
Contents
GEOFFREY CHAUCER | 13 |
From The Nuns Priests Tale | 33 |
Chaucers Wordes unto Adam His Own Scriveyn | 39 |
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