The Works of the English Poets: WallerH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... earth , impose . Fair Venus , in thy soft arms The God of Rage confine ; For thy whispers are the charms Which only can divert his fierce defign . What though he frown , and to tumult do incline ? Thou the flame Kindled in his breast ...
... earth , impose . Fair Venus , in thy soft arms The God of Rage confine ; For thy whispers are the charms Which only can divert his fierce defign . What though he frown , and to tumult do incline ? Thou the flame Kindled in his breast ...
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... earth ; Whose beauty relieves us , Whose royal bed gives us Both glory and peace : Our prefent joy , and all our hopes increase . To the QUEEN - MOTHER of FRANCE , upon her Landing . GREAT Queen of Europe ! whence thy offspring wears ...
... earth ; Whose beauty relieves us , Whose royal bed gives us Both glory and peace : Our prefent joy , and all our hopes increase . To the QUEEN - MOTHER of FRANCE , upon her Landing . GREAT Queen of Europe ! whence thy offspring wears ...
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... earth fnatch her away . On my Lady DOROTHY SIDNEY'S Picture . UCH was Philoclea , and such † Dorus ' flame ; SUC The matchlefs Sidney , that immortal frame Of perfect beauty , on two pillars plac'd : Not his high fancy could one pattern ...
... earth fnatch her away . On my Lady DOROTHY SIDNEY'S Picture . UCH was Philoclea , and such † Dorus ' flame ; SUC The matchlefs Sidney , that immortal frame Of perfect beauty , on two pillars plac'd : Not his high fancy could one pattern ...
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... thousand years Seems to have practis'd with much care , To frame the race of women fair ; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before , to grace the earth : Which waxed old , ere it could fee Her that Which 48 WALLER'S POEMS .
... thousand years Seems to have practis'd with much care , To frame the race of women fair ; Yet never could a perfect birth Produce before , to grace the earth : Which waxed old , ere it could fee Her that Which 48 WALLER'S POEMS .
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... earth to heaven , By ftrife and loud impiety was driven : So with our plaints offended , and our tears , Wife Somnus to that paradife repairs ; Waits on her will , and wretches does forfake , To court the Nymph , for whom those wretches ...
... earth to heaven , By ftrife and loud impiety was driven : So with our plaints offended , and our tears , Wife Somnus to that paradife repairs ; Waits on her will , and wretches does forfake , To court the Nymph , for whom those wretches ...
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Amoret beauty beſt bleft boaſt bold bounty brave breaſt CANTO Chloris Countess of CARLISLE courage dame deſtroy Engliſh eyes facred fair falutes fame fate feem fhall fhine fhips fide fight fince fing firft firſt flame foes fome fong foul fpring ftill fuch George Sandys give glory grace heart Heaven himſelf increaſe inftructed itſelf Jove juſt King Lady Lady in Retirement laft laſt lefs leſs light loft Lucretius marble live mind moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt noble nobler Numbers Nymph o'er paffion peace Phoebus plac'd pleaſe pleaſure praiſe prefent Prince Prince of Orange Queen rage raiſe reft reſt rife royal ſea ſeem ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhip ſhould ſhow ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet thee themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand uſe verfe Verſe vex'd virtue WALLER whofe whoſe wind youth
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Страница 87 - GIRDLE That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind; No monarch but would give his crown, His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer. My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move! A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Страница 228 - For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost. Clouds of affection from our younger eyes Conceal that emptiness which age descries. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Страница 87 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind: No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer: My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair: Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Страница 172 - The beauties which adorn'd that age, The shining subjects of his rage, Hoping they should immortal prove, Rewarded with success his love. This was the generous poet's scope, And all an English pen can hope, To make the fair approve his flame, That can so far extend their fame.
Страница 135 - Whether this portion of the world were rent By the rude ocean from the continent, Or thus created, it Was sure design'd To be the sacred refuge of mankind.
Страница 86 - Makes it full fummer, e'er the fpring's begun : And with ripe fruit the bending boughs can load, Before our violets dare look abroad : So, meafure not by any common ufe, The early love your brighter eyes produce.
Страница 99 - Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retir'd, Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desir'd, And not blush so to be admir'd. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee : How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Страница 233 - THAT the First Charles does here in triumph ride, See his son reign where he a martyr died, And people pay that reverence as they pass, (Which then he wanted !) to the sacred brass, Is not the...
Страница 7 - Our language owes more to him than the French does to Cardinal Richelieu, and the whole Academy. A poet cannot think of him without being in the same rapture Lucretius is in when Epicurus comes in his way.
Страница 237 - Here lies the learned Savil's heir, So early wise, and lasting fair, That none, except her years they told, Thought her a child, or thought her old.— WALLER.