Sir Philip Sidney, Volume 3

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Harper, 1887 - Great Britain - 186 pages
 

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Page 151 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas, that I found not my heart more moved than with a trumpet; and yet it is sung by some blind crowder with no rougher voice than rude style ; which being so evil apparelled in the dust and cobweb of that uncivil age, what would it work trimmed in the gorgeous eloquence of Pindar?
Page 148 - For these third be they which most properly do imitate to teach and delight; and to imitate borrow nothing of what is, hath been, or shall be; but range, only reined with learned discretion, into the divine consideration of what may be and should be.
Page 120 - Because I oft in dark abstracted guise Seem most alone in greatest company, With dearth of words, or answers quite awry, To them that would make speech of speech arise ; They deem, and of their doom the rumour flies, That poison foul of bubbling Pride doth lie So in my swelling breast, that only I Fawn on myself, and others do despise ; Yet Pride, I think, doth not my Soul possess, Which looks too oft in his unflattering glass : But one worse fault — Ambition — I confess, That makes me oft my...
Page 121 - With how sad steps, O Moon! thou climb'st the skies, How silently, and with how wan a face! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?
Page 154 - And, therefore, as I said in the beginning, even Turks and Tartars are delighted with poets. Homer, a Greek, flourished before Greece flourished ; and if to a slight conjecture a conjecture may be opposed, truly...
Page 124 - Townsfolk my strength ; a daintier judge applies His praise to sleight, which from good use doth rise; Some lucky wits impute it but to chance ; Others, because of both sides I do take My blood from them, who did excel in this, Think Nature me a man of arms did make. How far they shot awry ! the true cause is, STELLA looked on, and from her heavenly face Sent forth the beams which made so fair my race.
Page 124 - Having this day, my horse, my hand, my lance, Guided so well that I obtained the prize, Both by the judgment of the English eyes, And of some sent from that sweet enemy, — France...
Page 147 - Muses; and both he and all the rest that followed him either stole or usurped of poetry their passionate describing of passions, the many particularities of battles which no man could affirm, or, if that be denied me, long orations, put in the mouths of great kings and captains, which it is certain they never pronounced.
Page 8 - Thou art not, Penshurst, built to envious show Of touch or marble ; nor canst boast a row Of polished pillars or a roof of gold : Thou hast no lantern, whereof tales are told ; Or stair, or courts ; but stand'st an ancient pile, And these grudged at, are reverenced the while. Thou joy'st in better marks, of soil, of air, Of wood, of water ; therein thou art fair.
Page 143 - Which breaks the clouds and opens forth the light That doth both shine and give us sight to see. O take fast hold! let that light be thy guide In this small course which birth draws out to death, And think how evil becometh him to slide Who seeketh Heaven, and comes of heavenly breath.

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