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- 1Now (we) ought to praise Heaven-kingdom's guardian the Maker's might and his mind's thoughts, the work of the glory-father, as he of each of wonders, eternal Lord, established a beginning. He first shaped for men's sons Heaven as a roof, the Holy Creator; then middle-earth mankind's guardian, eternal Lord, afterwards prepared the earth for men, the Lord almighty.Caedemon's Hymn
- Anglo-Saxon period
- Old English (prior to 1066 Normand conquest) - 2Listen! I will speak of the sweetest dream, what came to me in the middle of the night, when speech bearers slept in their rest. It seemed that I saw a most wonder our tree raised on high, circled round w light, the brightest beams...Dream of the Rood
- Anglo-Saxon Period
- As far back as the 8th century (old english) - 3Experience, though noon auctoritee where in this world, were right ynogh to me to speke of wo that is in marriage. For lordynges, with I twelve year of age… i governed them so wel after my law."Wife of Bath's Tale and Prologue"
- Geoffrey Chaucer, 14th century - Middle English - 4"Stond well, moder, under rode. Behold thy sone with glade mode Blithe moder might thou be." Sone, how shulde I blithe stonde? I se thine fet, I se thine honde, Nailed to the hard Tree.""Stond well, moder, under Rode"
- Middle English lyrics; 13th-14th century. - 5I loved a child of this cuntree, And so I wends he had do me; Now myself the sothe I see, That he is far."I lovede a child of this cuntree"
- Middle English (14th century) - 6I have a gentil cock, Croweth me day; he doth me risen erly My matins for to say… His eynen are of cristal, Loken all in aumber: And every night he percheth him in my lady's chamber."I have a gentil cock"
- Middle English (Early 15th century) - 7I sing of a maiden that tis make less: King of all kings To here sone she ches. He cam aslo stille There his moder was, As dew in Aprille That falleth on the grass."I sing of maiden"
- Middle English (Early 15th century) - 8…Farewell my frendis, the tide abidith no man; I moste departe hens and so hall ye, but in this passage the best song that I can is Requiem Eternam. I pray God grant it to me. Whan I haue endid all myn adversite Graunte me in paradise to haue a mancyon, that shed his blode for my redemption. Beati mortui qui in Domino moriuntur. Humuliatus sum vermis."Farewell this world"
- Middle English, 15th century. - 9This is the revelation of love that Jesus Christ, our endless bliss, made in sixteen showings or revelations particular;..."A Revelation of Love"
- Julian of Norwich, late 14th century. - 10And when she had been oppressed for a long time by these and many other temptations, so that no one thought she would escape or live, then at on point, as she lay along and her keepers were away, our merciful Christ…appeared to his Creature.'The Book of Margery Kempe"
- Margery Kempe, 1430s - 11"Second Shepherd's Play - The Wakefield Master, earlier 15th century.- Combines matter of sacred subject with profane secular comedy to be enjoyed by the common people viewing the play.
- its a transformation of something textual into something corporeal. - 12Farewell, Love, and all thy laws forever. Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more. Senec and Plato cal me from thy lore to perfect wealth my wit for to endeavour. In blind error when I did preserver, thy sharp repulse, that pricketh ay so sore, hath taught me to set in trifles no store and 'scape forth, since liberty is lever. Therefore, farewell. Go trouble younger hearts and in me claim no more authority..."Farewell, Love"
- Thomas Wyatt; 1557 (Tudor Period) - 13They flee from me that sometime did se meek with naked foot stalking in my chamber. I have seen them gentle, tame and meek that now are wild and do not remember that sometime they put themselves in danger to take bread at my hand; and now they range, busily seeking with a continual change..."They flee from me"
- Sir Thomas Wyatt; 1557 (Tudor Period) - 14Love, that doth reign and live within my thought, and built his seat within my captive breast, clad in the arms wherein with me he fought, oft in my face he doth his banner rest. But she that taught me love and suffer pain, my doubtful hope and eke my hot desire with shame fast look to shadow refrain, her smiling grace converteth straight to ire… Yet from my lord shall not my foot remove; sweet is the death that takes end by love."Love that doth Reign"
- Henry Howard; 1557 (Tudor period)
*Howard re-invented the Petrarchan sonnet structure what is now known as the Shakespearean sonnet. - 15I grieve and dare not show my discontent, I love, and yet am forced to seem to hate, I do, yet dare not say I ever meant, I seem stark mute, but inwardly do prate. I am not, I freeze and yet am burned, since from myself another self I turned..."On Monsieur's Departure"
- Queen Elizabeth I; 1583 (Tudor period) - 16When I was fair and young, and favour graced me, of many was I sought their mistress for to be, but i did scorn them all and answered them therefore, "go go go, seek some other where. Importune me no more."… Then spake fair young Venus' son, that proud victorious boy, saying, "you dainty dame, for that you be so cpu, I will so pluck your plumes as you shall say no more " go go go, seek some other where. Importune me no more". When he had spoke these words, such change grew in my breast that neither night nor day since that I could take any rest..."When I was fair and young"
- Queen Elizabeth I; 1590 (Tudor period) - 17"I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England too, and thing could scorn that Parma, or Spain, or any prince of Europe should dare invade the boarders of my realm…."To the Troops at Tilbury"
- Queen Elizabeth I; 1588 (tudor period) - 18…I do assure you that there is no prince that liveth his subjects better, or whose love can countervail our love. There is no jewel - i mean your love - for i do more esteem it than any treasure or riches; for that we know how to prize, but love and thanks I count inestimable. And though God has raised me high, yet this I count the glory of the crown; that I have reigned with your love..."THe Golden Speech"
- Queen Elizabeth I; 1601
(tudor period - towards the end of her reign) - 19"that greatest Glorianna to him gave, that greatest Glorious Queene of Faerie pond, to wine him worship, and her grace to have, which all earthly things he most did crave; and ever as he rode, his hart did earne to prove his puissance in battle brave upon his foe, and his new force to learne; Upon his foe, a dragon horrible and steame."The Faerie Queene"
- Edmund Spenser; 1590 (tudor period-during Elizabeth's reign) - 20Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, that she, dear she, might take some pleasure of my pain, Pleasure might cause her read, reading might cause her know, knowledge might pity win and pity grace obtain, I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe, studying inventions fine, her wits to entertain, oft turning other leaves, to see if thence would flow some fresh fruitful showers upon my sun-burned brain. But words came halting forth, wanting Invention's stay; Invention, Natire's child, fled step-dame Study's blows and others' feet still seemed but stranger in my way. Thus, great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite, "fool" said my Muse to me, "look in thy heart and write"."Astrophil to Stella"
- Philip Sidney; 1591 - 21"That time of year though mayst in me behold, when yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang upon those boughs which shake against the cold, bare ruined choirs where late sweet birds sang… this though perceivst which makes thy love more strong, to love that well, which thou must leave ere long."Sonnets
- William Shakespeare; 1609
*subject of old age - 22"From fairest creatures we desire increase, that thereby beauty's rose might never die, but as the riper should by time decease his tender heir might bear his memory…" "And all in war with time for love of you as he takes from you, I engraft you new"Sonnets
- William Shakespeare; 1609
*reproduction trope; both in poetry and progeny. - 23- androgynous and ambiguous play - erotic tension caused by cross-dressing; this is a very queer play -deals with interpretation of texts and how they can be artificial, fake, or cliche; they cannot be trusted - Feste reveals the intertwinement of sex and death, vitality and mortality; also articulates the carpe diem conceit."Twelfth Night, Or What you Will"
- William Shakespeare; 1601 - 24A naturally, organically captivating man, falls in love with a girl who's described as nature rendered into art. She has made a vow to Venus to remain chaste, and will not sleep with Leander, even though she loves him deeply. Leander uses many arguments to try to get her to sleep with him.Which she eventually does, but contrary to the actual myth, the story ends there."Hero and Leander"
- Christopher Marlowe; 1598 (tudor period) - 25Come live with me and be my love and we will all the pleasures prove that valleys, groves, hills, and fields, woods, or steely mountains yield… More talk about clothes… The sharper swains shall dance and sing for thy delight each may morning; if these delights thy mind may move, then live with me and be my love."The Passionate Shepherd to his Love"
- Christopher Marlowe; 1599 (tudor period) - 26When night's black mantle could most darkness prove, and sleep death's Image did my senses hire from knowledge of my self, then thoughts did move Swifter than those most swiftness need require; in sleep, a chariot drawn by winged desire I saw; where sat bright Venus queen of love, and at her feet her son, still adding fire to burning hearts which she did hold above, but on heart flaming more than all the rest the goddess held, and put it to my breast, dear son, now shoot said she; thus must we win; He her heart obeyed, and martyred my poor heart, I, waking hoped as dream it would depart yet since; O me; a lover I have been."Pamphilia to Amphilanthus"
- Lady Mary Wroth; 1621 (Stuart Period) - 27'As due by many titles I resign myself to thee oh God…Why doth the devil then usurp on me?…That thou lov'st mankind well, yet wilt not choose me, and Satan hates me, yet is loth to lose me." "You which beyond that heaven which was most high have found new spheres, and of new lands can write, pour new seas in mine eyes, so that I might drown my world with my weeping earnestly, or wash it, it it must be drowned no more…" "This is my play's last scene, here heaven's appoint my pilgrimage's last mile; and my race idly, yet quickly run, hath his last pace, my span's last inch…" "Teach me how to repent; for thats' as good as if though hadst sealed my pardon with thy blood." "To God, in his stern wrath, why threatens He?"Holy Sonnets
- John Donne; 1630s
(Stuart period) - 28Tis' the years midnight, and it is the day's Lucy's… the sun is spent, and how his flasks send forth light squibs, no constant rays; the world's whole sap is sunk; The general balm the hydroptic earth hath drunk, whither, as to the bed's feet, life is shrunk, dead and interred; yet all these seem to laugh, compared with me, who am their epitaph.""Nocturnal Upon St. Lucy's Day"
- John Donne; 1633 (Stuart period) - 29If this fall in a time, or land, where mis-devotion doth command, then he that digs us up will ring is to the Bishop, and the king, to make us relics, then thou shalt be a Mary Magdalen, and I a something else thereby…""The Relic"
- John Donne; 1630s (Stuart Period) - 30"To teach thee, I am naked first; why then what needst thou have more covering than a man.""To His Mistress Going to Bed"
- John Donne (aka Jack Donne); 1630s (stuart period) - 31Who says that fictions only and false hair become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty? Is all good structure in a winding staircase? May no lines pass, except they do their duty not to a true but painted chair?… Must all be veiled, while he that reads, divines, Catching the sense at two removes?"Jordan"
- George Herbert; 1633
(stuart period) - 32Lord, how can man preach thy eternal word? He is a brittle crazy glass; Yet in my temple thou dost him afford this glorious and transcendent place, to be a window, through thy grace… Doctrine and life, colours and light, in one when they combine and mingle, bring a strong regard and awe; but speech alone doth vanish like a flaring thing, and in the ear, not conscience ring."The Windows"
- George Herbert; 1633 (stuart period) - 33Had we but world enough, and time, this coyness Lady were no crime… Time's winged chariot hurrying near; and yonder all before us lie deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor in thy marble vault, shall sound my echoing song; then worms shall try that long preserved virginity; and your quaint honour turned to dust, and into ashes all my lust."To His Coy Mistress"
- Andrew Marvell; 1681
(Stuart period) - 34Fair quiet, have I found thee here, and Innocence, thy sister dear! Mistaken long, I sought you then, In busy company of men. Your sacred plants, if here below, only among the plants will grow. Society is all but rude to this delicious solitude… no white nor red was ever seen so amorous as this lovely green."The Garden"
- Andrew Marvell; 1681
(Stuart period) - 35A sweet disorder in the dress kindles in clothes a wantonness; a lawn about the shoulders thrown into a fine distraction; an erring lace, which here and there enthrals the crimson stomacher; A cuff neglectful, and thereby ribbons to flow confusedly; a winning wave, deserving note, in the tempestuous petticoat; a careless shoestring in whose tie I see a wild civility; Do more bewitched me than when art is too precise in every part."Delight in Disorder"
- Robert Herrick; 1648
(Stuart Period) - 36Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a-flying; and this time same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying… Then be not for, but use your time, and while ye may go marry; for having lost but once your prime, you may forever tarry."To the Virgins"
- Robert Herrick; 1648
(Stuart period) - 37Whenas in silks my Julia goes, then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows that liquefaction of her clothes. Next when I cast mine eyes and see that brave vibrations each way free, oh how that glittering taketh me!"Upon Julia's Clothes"
- Robert Herrick; 1648
(Stuart period)
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