Specimens of English Literature from the 'Ploughmans Crede' to the 'Shepheardes Calender'; A. D. 1394-A.D. 1579

Specimens of English Literature from the 'Ploughmans Crede' to the 'Shepheardes Calender'; A. D. 1394-A.D. 1579

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ...But let the nightes blacke mistye mantels rise, And with fowle darke neuer so much disguyse The fayre bright day, yet ceasseth he no whyle, But hath his candels to prolong his toyle. 41 By him lay Heauy slepe, the cosin of death, Flat on the ground, and stil as any stone, A very corps, save yelding forth a breath. Small kepe tooke he whom Fortune frowned on, Or whom she lifted vp into the trone Of high renowne; but as a liuing death, So dead alyve, of lyef he drewe the breath. 42 The bodyes rest, the quyete of the hart, The travayles ease, the still nightes feer was he. And of our life in earth the better parte, Reuer of sight, and yet in whom we see Thinges oft that tide, and ofte that neuer bee. Without respect esteming equally Kyng Cresus pompe, and Irus pouertie. 1 Printed 'ohter.1 43 And next in order sad Olde age we found, His beard all hoare, his iyes hollow and blynde, With drouping chere still poring on the ground, As on the place where nature him assinde To rest, when that the sisters had vntwynde His vitall threde, and ended with theyr knyfe The fleting course of fast declining life. 44 There heard we him with broken and hollow playnt Rewe with him-selfe his ende approching fast, And all for nought his wretched minde torment With swete remembraunce of his pleasures past, And freshe delites of lusty youth forwaste. Recounting which, how would he sob & shrike, And to be yong againe of loue beseke! 45 But and the cruell fates so fixed be That time forepast can not retourne agayne, This one request of loue yet prayed he: That in such withered plight, and wretched paine As elde (accompanied with his lothsom trayne) Had brought on him, all were it woe and griefe, He myght a while yet linger forth his lief, 46 And not so soone descend...show more

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  • Paperback | 152 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 8mm | 286g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236538536
  • 9781236538536