The Loves and Heroines of the PoetsRichard Henry Stoddard Derby & Jackson, 1861 - 480 sider |
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... yield , Of your victorious eyes th ' unguarded prey . Ah ! little recked I that , on such a day , Needed against Love's arrows any shield ; And trod , securely trod , the fatal field : Whence , with the world's , began my heart's dismay ...
... yield , Of your victorious eyes th ' unguarded prey . Ah ! little recked I that , on such a day , Needed against Love's arrows any shield ; And trod , securely trod , the fatal field : Whence , with the world's , began my heart's dismay ...
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... yield thyself , and then to part ; But since thou force thy faith so light , It doth suffice that mine thou wert . And since thy love doth thus decline , And in thy heart such hate doth grow ; It doth suffice that thou wert mine , And ...
... yield thyself , and then to part ; But since thou force thy faith so light , It doth suffice that mine thou wert . And since thy love doth thus decline , And in thy heart such hate doth grow ; It doth suffice that thou wert mine , And ...
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... yields bounty free ; No wight hath worth to yield meed meet For grace of such degree : Now , sith my plaint doth pity move , Grant grace that I may taste Such joys as angels feel above , That lovingly may last . ANSWER . I yield with ...
... yields bounty free ; No wight hath worth to yield meed meet For grace of such degree : Now , sith my plaint doth pity move , Grant grace that I may taste Such joys as angels feel above , That lovingly may last . ANSWER . I yield with ...
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... Yields vigour to her scorns , and makes me die . When I regard the pretty , gleeful bird , With tearful ( yet delightful ) notes complain , I yield a tenor with my tears , And whilst her music wounds mine ears , Alas ! say I , when will ...
... Yields vigour to her scorns , and makes me die . When I regard the pretty , gleeful bird , With tearful ( yet delightful ) notes complain , I yield a tenor with my tears , And whilst her music wounds mine ears , Alas ! say I , when will ...
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... yield relief . [ " The Phoenix Nest . " ] Now I find thy looks were feignéd , Quickly lost and quickly gainéd ; Soft thy skin , like wool of wethers , Heart unstable , light as feathers : Tongue untrusty , subtle - sighted , Wanton will ...
... yield relief . [ " The Phoenix Nest . " ] Now I find thy looks were feignéd , Quickly lost and quickly gainéd ; Soft thy skin , like wool of wethers , Heart unstable , light as feathers : Tongue untrusty , subtle - sighted , Wanton will ...
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Anne Boleyn Anthony à Wood behold birds blush breast breath bright CASTARA chaste cheeks cruel Cupid dear death delight desire disdain Donne dost doth Duke England's Helicon face Falero favour fear Ferrara fire flame flowers give glory golden grace grief hair happy hast hath hear heaven honour hope JOHN DONNE kiss lady Laura leave Leonora lero light lips live look Lord love thee Love's lover maid marriage married MICHAEL DRAYTON mind mistress morning ne'er never night nymph pain passion Petrarch Phillis pity poems poet praise pride Queen RAPE OF LUCRECE rose SAMUEL DANIEL say nay scorn shepherd shine sighs sight sing smile SONG sonnets sorrow soul spring Stella Surrey sweet Swift Tasso tears tell thine eyes thought thy beauty thy heart Tottel's Miscellany true unto Urbino verse weep Whilst wind youth
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Side 351 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight ; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament ; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair ; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn ; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Side 371 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Side 346 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace; For well she knew I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Side 336 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary ! For, could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see ? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary ! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign ; Yet gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!
Side 95 - Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Side 324 - I hear her in the tunefu' birds, I hear her charm the air : There's not a bonnie flower that springs By fountain...
Side 223 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Side 322 - The dance gaed thro' the lighted ha', To thee my fancy took its wing, I sat, but neither heard nor saw: Tho' this was fair, and that was braw, And yon the toast of a' the town, I sigh'd and said amang them a'; — "Ye are na Mary Morison!
Side 222 - When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates. And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye. The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Side 170 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...