PoemsW. Pickering, 1815 - 136 страници |
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... earth and heauens aboue ; In vayne ye seeke ; for fortune keeps my loue . " " + Compare the following fragment , the first line of which occurs in the Catalogue of A. W.'s Poems : - * See this vol . III . ix . p . 132. The same thought ...
... earth and heauens aboue ; In vayne ye seeke ; for fortune keeps my loue . " " + Compare the following fragment , the first line of which occurs in the Catalogue of A. W.'s Poems : - * See this vol . III . ix . p . 132. The same thought ...
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... earth and Sunne , - With mild and seemely breathing straite display My bitter sighs , that haue my hart vndone ! " Vermillion Roses , that , with new dayes rise , Display your crimson folds fresh looking faire , Whose radiant bright ...
... earth and Sunne , - With mild and seemely breathing straite display My bitter sighs , that haue my hart vndone ! " Vermillion Roses , that , with new dayes rise , Display your crimson folds fresh looking faire , Whose radiant bright ...
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... earth he comes , more swift then thought ; Then to my heart in angry hast he flings , To see what change these newes of warres had wrought : He pries and lookes , —he ransacks eu'ry vaine , — Yet finds he nought , saue loue , and louers ...
... earth he comes , more swift then thought ; Then to my heart in angry hast he flings , To see what change these newes of warres had wrought : He pries and lookes , —he ransacks eu'ry vaine , — Yet finds he nought , saue loue , and louers ...
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... earth be cast away , Who so his time hath here mispent Hath hastned his owne dying day : So it doth proue a killing crime To massacre our living time . " If doing nought be like to death , Of him yt doth , Camelion - wise , Take only ...
... earth be cast away , Who so his time hath here mispent Hath hastned his owne dying day : So it doth proue a killing crime To massacre our living time . " If doing nought be like to death , Of him yt doth , Camelion - wise , Take only ...
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... Earth didst firmly found , And mad'st the deep to circumvest it round . The Waves that rise would drown the highest Hill , But at thy Check they flie , and when they hear Thy thundering Voice , they post to do thy Will , And bound their ...
... Earth didst firmly found , And mad'st the deep to circumvest it round . The Waves that rise would drown the highest Hill , But at thy Check they flie , and when they hear Thy thundering Voice , they post to do thy Will , And bound their ...
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Страница 128 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields : A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, • In folly ripe, in reason rotten, Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy love.
Страница 70 - I saw the world, and yet I was not seen ; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun ; And now I live, and now my life is done ! I sought my death, and found it in my womb ; I looked for life, and saw it was a shade ; I trod the earth, and knew it was my tomb ; And now I die, and now I am but made ; The glass is full, and now my glass is run ; And now I live, and now my life is done ! n.
Страница 128 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Страница 75 - Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust ; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust ! ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES.
Страница 78 - The world's a bubble and the Life of Man Less than a span In his conception wretched, from the womb So to the tomb; Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years With cares and fears. Who then to frail mortality shall trust, But limns on water, or but writes in dust.
Страница 106 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Страница 14 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
Страница 30 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Страница 30 - Nor ruin make oppressors great; Who God doth late and early pray More of His grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a...