Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ...Macmillan and Company, Limited, 1896 |
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... The volume , in this respect , so far as the limitations of its range allow , accurately reflects the natural growth and evolution of our Poetry . A rigidly chronological sequence , however , rather fits a collection aiming PREFACE . vii.
... The volume , in this respect , so far as the limitations of its range allow , accurately reflects the natural growth and evolution of our Poetry . A rigidly chronological sequence , however , rather fits a collection aiming PREFACE . vii.
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... Nature . But she speaks best for herself . Her true accents , if the plan has been executed with success , may be heard throughout the following pages : —wher- ever the Poets of England are honoured , wherever the dominant language of ...
... Nature . But she speaks best for herself . Her true accents , if the plan has been executed with success , may be heard throughout the following pages : —wher- ever the Poets of England are honoured , wherever the dominant language of ...
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... Sir H. Wotton , 25 XII . The Noble Nature , XIII . The Gifts of God , - XIV . The Retreat , XV . To Mr. Lawrence , · B. Jonson , 26 · G. Herbert , 27 · H. Vaughan , 27 J. Milton , 29 xi XVI . To Cyriack Skinner , XVII . A Hymn.
... Sir H. Wotton , 25 XII . The Noble Nature , XIII . The Gifts of God , - XIV . The Retreat , XV . To Mr. Lawrence , · B. Jonson , 26 · G. Herbert , 27 · H. Vaughan , 27 J. Milton , 29 xi XVI . To Cyriack Skinner , XVII . A Hymn.
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... Nature in awe to him Had doff'd her gaudy trim , With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her 35 To wanton with the sun , her lusty paramour . Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty ...
... Nature in awe to him Had doff'd her gaudy trim , With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her 35 To wanton with the sun , her lusty paramour . Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty ...
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... Nature that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Now was almost won 90 35 95 101 Of Cynthia's seat the aery region thrilling , To think her part was done , And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ; She knew such harmony ...
... Nature that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Now was almost won 90 35 95 101 Of Cynthia's seat the aery region thrilling , To think her part was done , And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ; She knew such harmony ...
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Abbott adjective adverb Agon allusion angels applied beauty Ben Jonson bright called Chaucer Church clause cognate colour comp Comus Cromwell dark dative dead death denotes doth Dryden earth Elizabethan English epithet expressed eyes fair flowers goddess golden Greek harmony hath heart heaven heavenly hence honour Hymn Nat Il Pens Il Penseroso Jonson King L'Alleg L'Allegro Latin light Lost lubber fiend Lycidas lyre lyric Masson meaning Melancholy Milton Moloch morning Muse nature night note on L'Alleg noun oracles original Osiris past participle past tense pastoral Pens Penseroso phrase plural poem poet poet's poetry prefix preposition pronoun radically reference rhymes Robin Goodfellow Romans sacred says sense Shakespeare shepherds sing song sonnet soul sound speaks Spenser spheres spirit stanza star sung sweet Thammuz thee thou thought verb verse Virgil's wanton wind word Wordsworth zeugma
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Страница 80 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Страница 25 - My true account, lest he returning chide; ' Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?' I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, ' God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best.
Страница 17 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill.
Страница 16 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Страница 87 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure : Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again, And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Страница 73 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday...
Страница 74 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. 130 Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Страница 71 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Страница 78 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear, With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato to unfold What worlds, or what vast regions hold The immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Страница 77 - But first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation ; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest saddest plight.