Specimens of the British Poets ...W. Suttaby, 1809 |
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... Heaven Dear ! why should you command JOHN LILLY . 1533 * -1600 * . 14 16 18 · 20 - · ២៨. ធំ ៖ ib . · 22 23 ib . Cupid and Campaspe Song . - O yes ! O yes ! if any maid ib . 22 24 DANIEL . 1562-1619 . Sonnets - Beauty , sweet love I ...
... Heaven Dear ! why should you command JOHN LILLY . 1533 * -1600 * . 14 16 18 · 20 - · ២៨. ធំ ៖ ib . · 22 23 ib . Cupid and Campaspe Song . - O yes ! O yes ! if any maid ib . 22 24 DANIEL . 1562-1619 . Sonnets - Beauty , sweet love I ...
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... heaven , in earth , or else in hell , On hill or dale , or on the foaming flood : Thrall'd , or at large ; wherever so I dwell , Sick , or in health ; in evil fame , or good ; Her's will I be , and only with this thought , Content ...
... heaven , in earth , or else in hell , On hill or dale , or on the foaming flood : Thrall'd , or at large ; wherever so I dwell , Sick , or in health ; in evil fame , or good ; Her's will I be , and only with this thought , Content ...
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... heaven's breath . Air ( quoth he ) thy cheeks may blow ; - Air , would I might triumph so ! But , alack ! my hand is sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn . Vow , alack ! for youth unmeet , Youth so apt to pluck a sweet ; Do not call ...
... heaven's breath . Air ( quoth he ) thy cheeks may blow ; - Air , would I might triumph so ! But , alack ! my hand is sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn . Vow , alack ! for youth unmeet , Youth so apt to pluck a sweet ; Do not call ...
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... pastime , time's journey she beguil'd ? If her lips deign'd to sweeten my poor name ? Say all , and all well said , still say the same . MICHAEL DRAYTON . SONNETS . LOVE , banish'd Heaven , 22 SIR PHILIP SYDNEY . Be your words made.
... pastime , time's journey she beguil'd ? If her lips deign'd to sweeten my poor name ? Say all , and all well said , still say the same . MICHAEL DRAYTON . SONNETS . LOVE , banish'd Heaven , 22 SIR PHILIP SYDNEY . Be your words made.
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British poets. MICHAEL DRAYTON . SONNETS . LOVE , banish'd Heaven , on earth was held in scorn , Wand'ring abroad in need and beggary ; And wanting friends , though of a goddess born , Yet crav'd the ... Heaven Dear! why should you command.
British poets. MICHAEL DRAYTON . SONNETS . LOVE , banish'd Heaven , on earth was held in scorn , Wand'ring abroad in need and beggary ; And wanting friends , though of a goddess born , Yet crav'd the ... Heaven Dear! why should you command.
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Страница 189 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Страница 14 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Страница 180 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Страница 223 - Far in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Страница 186 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity ; Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles.
Страница 180 - 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.
Страница 163 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king. All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants, belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice; Man for thee does sow and plow; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Страница 216 - Art she had none, yet wanted none, For Nature did that Want supply: So rich in Treasures of her Own, She might our boasted Stores defy: Such Noble Vigour did her Verse adorn, That it seem'd borrow'd, where 'twas only born.
Страница 125 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?