The Works of the English Poets: CowleyH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... fate lies in your hands ; it is only you can effect , that neither the Bookfeller repent himself of his charge in printing them , nor I of my labour in com- pofing them . Farewel . A. COWLEY . то TO THE READER .. I call'd the buskin'd ...
... fate lies in your hands ; it is only you can effect , that neither the Bookfeller repent himself of his charge in printing them , nor I of my labour in com- pofing them . Farewel . A. COWLEY . то TO THE READER .. I call'd the buskin'd ...
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Samuel Johnson. CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS .. I SING two constant lovers ' various fate , The hopes and fears that equally attend Their loves ; their rivals ' envy , parents ' hate : I fing their woeful life and tragic end . Aid me , ye ...
Samuel Johnson. CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS .. I SING two constant lovers ' various fate , The hopes and fears that equally attend Their loves ; their rivals ' envy , parents ' hate : I fing their woeful life and tragic end . Aid me , ye ...
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... Fate and Nature doubled were ; That in her spotlefs foul and lovely face You might have seen each deity and The fcornful boy Adonis , viewing her , Would Venus ftill despise , yet her desire ; Each who but faw , was a competitor grace ...
... Fate and Nature doubled were ; That in her spotlefs foul and lovely face You might have seen each deity and The fcornful boy Adonis , viewing her , Would Venus ftill despise , yet her desire ; Each who but faw , was a competitor grace ...
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... Fate had labour'd to deface The glory which in his great stock did shine : Small his eftate , unfitting her degree ; But blinded Love could no fuch difference fee . Yet he by chance had hit his heart aright , And dipt his arrow in ...
... Fate had labour'd to deface The glory which in his great stock did shine : Small his eftate , unfitting her degree ; But blinded Love could no fuch difference fee . Yet he by chance had hit his heart aright , And dipt his arrow in ...
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... his unhappy fate , but all in vain ; And thus fond Echo answers him again : It mov'd Aurora , and the wept to hear , Dewing the verdant grass with many a tear . THE ЕСНО . I. " OH ! what hath caus'd 3 THE -34 COWLEY'S POEM S.
... his unhappy fate , but all in vain ; And thus fond Echo answers him again : It mov'd Aurora , and the wept to hear , Dewing the verdant grass with many a tear . THE ЕСНО . I. " OH ! what hath caus'd 3 THE -34 COWLEY'S POEM S.
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ABRAHAM COWLEY againſt beauteous beauty becauſe beſt bleffing bleft blood breaſt caufe cauſe curfe death defire doft doth e'er earth ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feem feen feven fhall fhew fhine fighs fight fince fing fire firſt flain flame fome foon foul fpirit ftill ftrait ftrong fuch fure greateſt grief happineſs heart heaven himſelf itſelf juft laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs live lov'd Love's lovers methinks mighty miſtreſs moſt Mufe muft muſt myſelf ne'er nought o'er Orinda paffion paſs paſt Philetus pleaſant pleaſe pleaſure praiſe ſaid ſay ſea ſee ſeen ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou doft thouſand twas twill uſe verfe verſe Whilft whofe whoſe wife worſe wound
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Страница 241 - WELL then ; I now do plainly see This busy world and I shall ne'er agree. The very honey of all earthly joy Does, of all meats, the soonest cloy ; And they, methinks, deserve my pity Who for it can endure the stings, The crowd, and buzz, and murmurings Of this great hive, the city.
Страница 197 - For every tree and every herb around With pearly dew was crown'd, And upon all the quicken'd ground The fruitful seed of Heaven did brooding lie, And nothing but the Muse's fleece was dry.
Страница 136 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Страница 241 - I descend to the grave May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books, both true, Both wise, and both delightful too!
Страница 204 - Nature's watchful life and health Her joy, her ornament, and wealth ! Hail to thy husband, Heat, and thee ! Thou the world's beauteous bride, the lusty bridegroom he!
Страница 147 - Thy silver hairs yielded me more Than even golden curls before. Had I the power of creation, As I have of generation, Where I the matter...
Страница 210 - Must not from others' work a copy take ; No, not from Rubens or Vandyke ; Much less content himself to make it like Th' ideas and the images which lie In his own fancy, or his memory. No, he before his sight must place The natural and living face ; The real object must command Each judgment of his eye, and motion of his hand.
Страница 224 - Nothing yet in thee is seen; But when a genial heat warms thee within, A new-born wood of various lines there grows; Here buds an L, and there a B, Here sprouts a V, and there a T, And all the flourishing letters stand in rows.
Страница 10 - This has been the case with Shakspeare, Fletcher, Jonson, and many others ; part of whose poems I should take the boldness to prune and lop away, if the care of replanting them in print did belong to me : neither would I make any scruple to cut off from some the unnecessary...
Страница 266 - Tis hope is the most hopeless thing of all. Hope, thou bold taster of delight, Who, whilst thou should'st but taste, devour'st it quite!