The History of English Poetry: From the Close of the Eleventh Century to the Commencement of the Eighteenth Century. To which are Prefixed, Three Dissertations: 1. Of the Origin of Romantic Fiction in Europe. 2. On the Introduction of Learning Into England. 3. On the Gesta Romanorum, Volume 3 |
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... written in the year 1524 , celebrates William Fryssell , prior of the cathedral Benedictine convent at Rochester , as a distinguished judge and encourager of critical literature . Robert Shirwoode , an Englishman , but a professor of ...
... written in the year 1524 , celebrates William Fryssell , prior of the cathedral Benedictine convent at Rochester , as a distinguished judge and encourager of critical literature . Robert Shirwoode , an Englishman , but a professor of ...
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... written by himself " . His eru- dition is attested in an epistle from the university to king Henry the Eighth . Longland , bishop of Lincoln , the most elegant preacher of his time , in the dedication to Kederminster , of five ...
... written by himself " . His eru- dition is attested in an epistle from the university to king Henry the Eighth . Longland , bishop of Lincoln , the most elegant preacher of his time , in the dedication to Kederminster , of five ...
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... written by the founder , now remaining ; which not only displays the cardinal's ideas of the new erudition , but shows the state of the Greek language at this period . " My lord Cardinalls grace has had the overseeinge of my statutes ...
... written by the founder , now remaining ; which not only displays the cardinal's ideas of the new erudition , but shows the state of the Greek language at this period . " My lord Cardinalls grace has had the overseeinge of my statutes ...
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... written much earlier than Sur- rey's . But in the most savage ages and countries , rude nature has taught elegance to the lover . SECTION XXXVIII . Sir Thomas Wyat . Inferior to Surrey as a writer of Sonnets . His Life . His Genius ...
... written much earlier than Sur- rey's . But in the most savage ages and countries , rude nature has taught elegance to the lover . SECTION XXXVIII . Sir Thomas Wyat . Inferior to Surrey as a writer of Sonnets . His Life . His Genius ...
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... written before the year 1523 , in which lord Nicholas Vaux died an old man . The PARADIse of DAINTY Devises was published in 1576 , and he is there simply styled Lord Vaulx the elder : this was to distinguish him from his son lord ...
... written before the year 1523 , in which lord Nicholas Vaux died an old man . The PARADIse of DAINTY Devises was published in 1576 , and he is there simply styled Lord Vaulx the elder : this was to distinguish him from his son lord ...
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Page 193 - And first within the porch and jaws of Hell Sat deep Remorse of Conscience, all besprent With tears: and to herself oft would she tell Her wretchedness, and cursing never stent...
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Page 43 - Then shalt thou know beauty but lent, And wish and want as I have done. Now cease, my lute, this is the last 'Labour, that thou and I shall waste ; And ended is that we begun : Now is this song both sung and past ; My lute, be still, for I have done.