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Σελίδα 956
BELVILE : Intire , as dying Saints ' Confessions are . I can delay my happiness no longer . This minute let me make Florinda mine : PEDRO : This minute let it be — no time so proper , This Night my Father will arrive from Rome ...
BELVILE : Intire , as dying Saints ' Confessions are . I can delay my happiness no longer . This minute let me make Florinda mine : PEDRO : This minute let it be — no time so proper , This Night my Father will arrive from Rome ...
Σελίδα 957
BELVILE : Nay , touch her not , she's mine by Conquest , Sir . I won her by my Sword . WILLMORE : Did'st thou so ? - and egad , Child , we'll keep her by the Sword . ( Draws on PEDRO , BELVILE goes between . ) BELVILE : Stand off !
BELVILE : Nay , touch her not , she's mine by Conquest , Sir . I won her by my Sword . WILLMORE : Did'st thou so ? - and egad , Child , we'll keep her by the Sword . ( Draws on PEDRO , BELVILE goes between . ) BELVILE : Stand off !
Σελίδα 965
VALERIA : That's according as the young Stranger and I shall agree — But to our business - I deliver'd your Note to Belvile when I got out under pretence of going to Mass . I found him at his Lodging , and believe me it came seasonably ...
VALERIA : That's according as the young Stranger and I shall agree — But to our business - I deliver'd your Note to Belvile when I got out under pretence of going to Mass . I found him at his Lodging , and believe me it came seasonably ...
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Περιεχόμενα
INTRODUCTION TO POETRY | 2 |
ANONYMOUS translated by Ezra Pound | 23 |
ANONYMOUS MEDIEVAL POPULAR BALLADS | 60 |
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Άλλες εκδόσεις - Προβολή όλων
The Harbrace Anthology of Literature Jon C. Stott,Raymond E. Jones,Rick Bowers Προβολή αποσπασμάτων - 2001 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Absolon beauty Belinda bird breath bright caesura Camelot Copyright Dæmons dark dead death Directions Publishing doth dream earth English eyes Ezra Pound fair fear flowers grace hair hand hath hear heard heart heaven holy Holy Sonnet XIV honour human iambic iambic pentameter John Keats koude Lady Lady of Shalott leaves light literary live London look Lord Lord Randal Lycidas mind moon Muse never Nicholas night Nymph o'er Ozymandias poems poet poetic poetry readers Reprinted by permission rhyme round seyde shal Shalott shine ship sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep song sonnet Sonnet 73 soul sound spirit star sweet Sylphs tears Tell thee ther thine things thou art thought thro Twas verse voice waves Whan William Wordsworth wind wood words youth