At the Sign of the Lyre by Austin DobsonAt the Sign of the Lyre by Austin Dobson

At the Sign of the Lyre

byAustin Dobson

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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.1885 Excerpt: ... Andre" Le Chapelain. Shall they too laugh, and fleet Far in the sun-warmed street? But Thou, whose beauty bright, Upon thy wooded hill, With ineffectual light The wan sun seeketh still;--Woman, whose tears are dried, Hardly, for Adon's side,--Have pity, Erycine! Withhold not all thy sweets; Must I thy gifts resign For Love's mere broken meats; And suit for alms prefer That was thine Almoner? Must I, as bondsman, kneel That, in full many a cause, Have scrolled thy just appeal? Have I not writ thy Laws? That none from Love shall take Save but for Love's sweet sake;--That none shall aught refuse To Love of Love's fair dues;--Andre" Le Chapelain. That none dear Love shall scoff Or deem foul shame thereof;--That none shall traitor be To Love's own secrecy;--Avert,--avert it, Queen! Debarred thy listed sports, Let me at least be seen An usher in thy courts, Outworn, but still indued With badge of servitude. When I no more may go, As one who treads on air, To string-notes soft and slow, By maids found sweet and fair--When I no more may be Of Love's blithe company;--When I no more may sit Within thine own pleasance, To weave, in sentence fit, Thy golden dalliance; When other hands than these Record thy soft decrees;--Andre" Le Chapelain. Leave me at least to sing About thine outer wall, To tell thy pleasuring, Thy mirth, thy festival; Yea, let my swan-song be Thy grace, thy sanctity. Here ended Andre"s words: But One, that writeth, saith--Betwixt his stricken chords He heard the Wheels of Death; And knew the fruits Love bare But Dead-Sea apples were. A ROMAN "ROUND-ROBIN.' (" HIS FRIENDS" TO QUINTUS HORATIUS FLACCUS.) "H(£c decies repetita nori placebit."--Ars Poetica. Flaccus, you write us charming songs: No bard we know possesses In such perfection what belo...

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Title:At the Sign of the LyreFormat:PaperbackDimensions:30 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.06 inPublished:February 7, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217333885

ISBN - 13:9780217333887

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