Journal of Comparative Literature, Volume 1McClure, Phillips & Company, 1903 - 394 pages |
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... Chaucer SUMMARIES OF PERIODICAL LITER- ATURE , 1902 I. Germany : G. BECKER II . France . CH . BASTIDE III . England ... Chaucer's Indebtedness to Guido · 390 82 182 265 · 270 · 276 371 Rennert , H. A. Some New Facts in the Life of ...
... Chaucer SUMMARIES OF PERIODICAL LITER- ATURE , 1902 I. Germany : G. BECKER II . France . CH . BASTIDE III . England ... Chaucer's Indebtedness to Guido · 390 82 182 265 · 270 · 276 371 Rennert , H. A. Some New Facts in the Life of ...
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... Chaucer By Francesco Torraca , Professor in the University of Naples II . Di alcuni punti di somiglianza fra la Poesia persiana e la nostra del Medio Evo By Italo Pizzi , Professor in the University of Turin III . A New Source of The ...
... Chaucer By Francesco Torraca , Professor in the University of Naples II . Di alcuni punti di somiglianza fra la Poesia persiana e la nostra del Medio Evo By Italo Pizzi , Professor in the University of Turin III . A New Source of The ...
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... y a des femmes qui peuvent se dédier aux arts et aux sciences . La société et par- tant l'art contemporain ont élargi de beaucoup la portée de ses concessions . Un Passo Oscuro di G. Chaucer , per Fran- cesco [ 81 ] Molière en Italie.
... y a des femmes qui peuvent se dédier aux arts et aux sciences . La société et par- tant l'art contemporain ont élargi de beaucoup la portée de ses concessions . Un Passo Oscuro di G. Chaucer , per Fran- cesco [ 81 ] Molière en Italie.
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... Chaucer , per Fran- cesco Torraca , Professore nella R. Università di Napoli . T RA le lodi , che il cavaliere nero - vestito fa alla sua dama in The Book of the Duchesse è questa ( vv.1024 sgg . ) : ella non avrebbe mandato alcuno in ...
... Chaucer , per Fran- cesco Torraca , Professore nella R. Università di Napoli . T RA le lodi , che il cavaliere nero - vestito fa alla sua dama in The Book of the Duchesse è questa ( vv.1024 sgg . ) : ella non avrebbe mandato alcuno in ...
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... Chaucer aveva scritto Adrye se o Adrya se , vale a dire mare di Adria , mare Adriano . Quasi è inutile avver- tire che Brunetto Latini , Dante , il Boccaccio chiamavano mare Adriano quello , che noi chiamia- mo mare Adriatico . Di esso ...
... Chaucer aveva scritto Adrye se o Adrya se , vale a dire mare di Adria , mare Adriano . Quasi è inutile avver- tire che Brunetto Latini , Dante , il Boccaccio chiamavano mare Adriano quello , che noi chiamia- mo mare Adriatico . Di esso ...
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Page 356 - AH, Constantine, of how much ill was cause, Not thy conversion, but those rich domains That the first wealthy pope receiv'd of thee ! FROM DANTE.
Page 131 - So must pure lovers' souls descend To affections, and to faculties, Which sense may reach and apprehend, Else a great Prince in prison lies. To our bodies turn we then, that so Weak men on love revealed may look; Love's mysteries in souls do grow, But yet the body is his book, And if some lover, such as we, Have heard this dialogue of one, Let him still mark us, he shall see Small change, when we're to bodies gone.
Page 111 - I will now, in good sooth, declare to you, who will not blab, that the gunpowder fright is got out of all our heads, and we are going on, hereabouts, as if the devil was contriving every man should blow up himself, by wild riot, excess, and devastation of time and temperance.
Page 312 - I faulted; for should a man present to such an auditory the most sententious tragedy that ever was written, observing all the critical laws, as height of style and gravity of person...
Page 113 - Our pulpits ring continually of the insolence and impudence of women, and, to help forward, the players have likewise taken them to task, and so to the ballads and ballad-singers ; so that they can come no where but their ears tingle.
Page 211 - Ils ont un terme pour signifier cette plaisanterie, ce vrai comique, cette gaieté, cette urbanité, ces saillies qui échappent à un homme sans qu'il s'en doute; et ils rendent cette idée par le mot humeur, humour, qu'ils prononcent yumor...
Page 306 - The chorus too should be regarded as one of the actors; it should be an integral part of the whole and share in the action in the manner not of Euripides but of Sophocles.
Page 119 - Mask" to which Howell alludes is almost certainly Sir William D'Avenant's The Temple of Love, set by Inigo Jones, and acted by the Queen and her ladies at Whitehall on ShroveTuesday, 1634. D'Avenant himself declares that this Masque, "for the newness of the invention, variety of scenes, apparitions, and richness of habits was generally approved to be one of the most magnificent that hath been done in England.
Page 130 - When love with one another so Interinanimates two souls, That abler soul, which thence doth flow, Defects of loneliness controls.
Page 340 - Fader, why do ye wepe? Whanne wol the gayler bryngen oure potage? Is ther no morsel breed that ye do kepe? I am so hungry that I may nat slepe. Now wolde God that I myghte slepen evere! Thanne sholde nat hunger in my wombe crepe; Ther is no thyng, save breed, that me were levere. Thus day by day this child bigan to crye, Til in his fadres barm adoun it lay. And seyde, 'Farewel, fader, I moot dye!