Sixteenth-Century Poetry An Annotated Anthology.
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Formato: | Electrónico eBook |
Idioma: | Inglés |
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Newark :
John Wiley & Sons, Incorporated,
2005.
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Colección: | New York Academy of Sciences Ser.
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Acceso en línea: | Texto completo |
Tabla de Contenidos:
- Intro
- Sixteenth-Century Poetry An Annotated Anthology
- Contents
- Selected Contents by Theme
- Alphabetical List of Authors
- Chronology of Poems and Historical Events
- Introduction
- Anonymous
- Western wind, when will thou blow
- In a goodly night, as in my bed I lay
- O lusty lily, the lantern of all gentleness
- John Skelton (1460?-1529)
- From Against a Comely Custron
- Your ugly token
- From Divers Ballads and Ditties Solacious
- With lullay, lullay, like a child
- The ancient acquaintance, madam, between us twain
- Philip Sparrow
- From Garland or Chaplet of Laurel
- To Mistress Margaret Hussey
- Sir Thomas More (1477-1535)
- Louis, the Lost Lover
- Davy, the Dicer
- Henry VIII (1491-1547)
- Pastime with good company
- Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503-1542)
- What vaileth truth, or by it to take pain?
- The long love that in my thought doth harbor
- Whoso list to hunt, I know where is an hind
- Each man me telleth I change most my device
- "If amorous faith, an heart unfeigned"
- "Farewell, Love, and all thy laws forever"
- "It may be good, like it who list"
- "I find no peace, and all my war is done"
- My galley, chargèd with forgetfulness
- Madam, withouten many words
- Of few words, sir, you seem to be
- Ye old mule, that think yourself so fair
- They flee from me that sometime did me seek
- They flee from me that sometime did me seek,"" alternate version
- There was never nothing more me pained
- Who hath heard of such cruelty before?
- If Fancy would favor
- Sometime I fled the fire that me brent
- My lute, awake! Perform the last
- To cause accord or to agree
- Unstable dream, according to the place
- You that in love find luck and abundance
- If waker care, if sudden pale color
- Tagus, farewell, that westward with thy streams
- Mine own John Poins, since ye delight to know
- My mother's maids, when they did sew and spin
- Who list his wealth and ease retain
- It was my choice, it was no chance
- Blame not my lute, for he must sound
- What should I say
- Tangled I was in love's snare
- The pillar perished is whereto I leant
- Stand whoso list upon the slipper top
- Lucks, my fair falcon, and your fellows all
- Sighs are my food, drink are my tears
- Thomas Vaux, Baron Vaux (1510-1556)
- Brittle beauty that nature made so frail
- I loathe that I did love
- Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey (1517-1547)
- From Tuscan came my lady's worthy race
- Love that doth reign and live within my thought
- The soot season that bud and bloom forth brings
- Alas, so all things now do hold their peace
- Set me whereas the sun doth parch the green
- In Cyprus' springs (whereas dame Venus dwelt)
- Such wayward ways hath Love that most part in discord
- Although I had a check
- When Windsor walls sustained my wearied arm
- So cruel prison, how could betide, alas