History of the English Language

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H. Holt, 1894 - 515 páginas

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Página 150 - Englysshe, that is spoken in one shyre, varyeth from another. In so moche that in my dayes happened that certayn marchauntes were in a ship in Tamyse, for to haue sayled ouer the see into Zelande, and for lacke of wynde thei taryed atte Forlond, and wente to land for to refreshe them. And one of
Página 90 - The elf queen with hir joly compaignye, Daunced ful ofte in many a grene mede; This was the olde opinion, as I rede. I speke of manye hundred yeres ago; But now kan no man se none elves mo. For now the grete charitee and prayeres Of lymytours and othere hooly
Página 149 - had ouer curyous termes whiche coude not be vnderstande of comyn peple, and desired me to vse olde and homely termes in my translacyons; and fayn wolde I satysfye euery man, and so to doo toke an olde booke and redde therin, and certaynly the Englysshe was so rude and brood that I coude not wele
Página 149 - And certaynly our langage now vsed varyeth ferre from that whiche was vsed and spoken whan I was borne. For we Englysshe men ben borne vnder the domynacion of the mone, whiche is neuer stedfaste but ever wauerynge, wexynge one season and waneth and dycreaseth another season.
Página 158 - Where be thy brothers? Where be thy two sons ? Wherein dost thou joy ? Who sues and kneels and says, God save the queen? Where be the bending peers that flattered thee? Where be the thronging troops that followed thee
Página 441 - does always owe And still as Time comes in, it goes away, Not to enjoy but debts to pay. Unhappy slave, and pupil to a bell ! Which his hour's work as well as hours does tell; Unhappy till the last, the kind releasing knell.
Página 408 - whatsoever is the cause, it hath quite grown out of use, and that other so generally prevailed, that I dare not presume to set this afoot again ; albeit, to tell you my opinion, I am persuaded that the lack hereof, well considered, will be found a great blemish to our tongue.
Página 392 - To unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook. MILTON,
Página 90 - That serchen every lond and every streem, As thikke as motes in the sonne beem, Blessynge halles, chambres, kichenes, boures, Citées, burghes, castels, hye toures, Thropes, bernes, shipnes, dayeryes, This maketh that ther been no fairyes. For ther as wont to walken was an elf, Ther walketh now the lymytour

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