Warwickshire PoetsCharles Henry Poole Ling, 1914 - 358 psl. |
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... born at Stratford , 1564. Married Ann Hathaway , 1582. Retired to Stratford , where at New Place he wrote his Tempest , perhaps the most beautiful of his plays . Died in 1616 , and the flattering words on his monument the centuries have ...
... born at Stratford , 1564. Married Ann Hathaway , 1582. Retired to Stratford , where at New Place he wrote his Tempest , perhaps the most beautiful of his plays . Died in 1616 , and the flattering words on his monument the centuries have ...
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... born in Staffordshire but lived much in Warwickshire , shows a poetic spirit of lasting affection when he exclaims , in his beautiful little poem to Birdingbury : " Dear spot ! Remembrance holds thee yet , So warm and close , thy ...
... born in Staffordshire but lived much in Warwickshire , shows a poetic spirit of lasting affection when he exclaims , in his beautiful little poem to Birdingbury : " Dear spot ! Remembrance holds thee yet , So warm and close , thy ...
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... born gawds , Though they are made and moulded of things past , And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er - dusted . A FAREWELL " Coriolanus " Act IV . Sc . I COME , leave your tears : a brief farewell : the beast ...
... born gawds , Though they are made and moulded of things past , And give to dust that is a little gilt More laud than gilt o'er - dusted . A FAREWELL " Coriolanus " Act IV . Sc . I COME , leave your tears : a brief farewell : the beast ...
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... born in 1554. Ite and Sir wer- bora in the same yea .. and were hoolie idows ; both were enrered on the vad 8. o wsbary hool , in 1364 , the year of are birt .. The Records of our ancient schools many inerting exhibitions of humanity ...
... born in 1554. Ite and Sir wer- bora in the same yea .. and were hoolie idows ; both were enrered on the vad 8. o wsbary hool , in 1364 , the year of are birt .. The Records of our ancient schools many inerting exhibitions of humanity ...
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... born in 1554. He and Sir Philip Sidney were born in the same year , and were kinsmen and schoolfellows ; both were entered on the same day at Shrewsbury School , in 1564 , the year of Shakespeare's birth . The Records of our ancient ...
... born in 1554. He and Sir Philip Sidney were born in the same year , and were kinsmen and schoolfellows ; both were entered on the same day at Shrewsbury School , in 1564 , the year of Shakespeare's birth . The Records of our ancient ...
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3 psl. - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him When he comes back; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
53 psl. - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
32 psl. - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle. I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent ; That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
57 psl. - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
29 psl. - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
50 psl. - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
54 psl. - Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
39 psl. - Come on, sir; here's the place: stand still. How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
58 psl. - Philomel with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby. Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby. Never harm Nor spell nor charm Come our lovely lady nigh. So good night, with lullaby.
11 psl. - This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England; This nurse, this teeming womb of royal...