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... kind of Moral Architecture . " This design he kept in view at Eton , where " he was pleased constantly to breed up one or more hopeful youths , which he picked out of the school , and took into his own domestic care , and to attend him ...
... kind of Moral Architecture . " This design he kept in view at Eton , where " he was pleased constantly to breed up one or more hopeful youths , which he picked out of the school , and took into his own domestic care , and to attend him ...
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... kind of title are perpetually ascribed to him on the authority of that publication . Eleven " Additional Poems " were given in that edition ( which was published at Oxford in 1829 ) , with the follow- ing titles and references . I have ...
... kind of title are perpetually ascribed to him on the authority of that publication . Eleven " Additional Poems " were given in that edition ( which was published at Oxford in 1829 ) , with the follow- ing titles and references . I have ...
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... kind would be more pleasing than one which should authorize us to conclude , that Raleigh himself was the anonymous friend of Francis Davison , who is now known only by the unexplained initials A. W .; but this is more than we can ...
... kind would be more pleasing than one which should authorize us to conclude , that Raleigh himself was the anonymous friend of Francis Davison , who is now known only by the unexplained initials A. W .; but this is more than we can ...
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... kind of probability , even if it often falls far short of certainty . The second may include those which are altogether uncertain , of which we know nothing at all , either one way or the other . To the third will belong those poems ...
... kind of probability , even if it often falls far short of certainty . The second may include those which are altogether uncertain , of which we know nothing at all , either one way or the other . To the third will belong those poems ...
Side xliv
... kind of tast : The life likewise were pure that neuer swerued ; For spyteful tongs , in cankred stomackes plaste , Deeme worst of things , which best ( percase ) deserued . But what for that ? this medicine may suffyse To scorne the ...
... kind of tast : The life likewise were pure that neuer swerued ; For spyteful tongs , in cankred stomackes plaste , Deeme worst of things , which best ( percase ) deserued . But what for that ? this medicine may suffyse To scorne the ...
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Albertus Morton Angler appended ascribed to Raleigh Ashm authority Ben Jonson Birch Bodleian Cayley Cens Collection Collier's copy Countess of Devonshire death Donne doth doubt Dyce editor Ellis England's Helicon entitled Epitaph evidence Faery Queen Farewell Francis Davison giue given hath haue heart Heli Hoskins Ignoto inserted Izaak Walton Jonson King Lee Priory edition letter liue Lord loue Malone marked mentioned Nicolas's Oldys Oxford edition Parliament of 1614 Passionate Pembroke Percy Phoenix Nest piece Poet poetry Posidippus praise prefixed Prince d'Amour printed probably Queen quoted Raleigh wrote Raleigh's claim Raleigh's Poems Rawl remarks Reply repr reprinted Ritson says seems Shakesp shew signature signed Sir Albertus Sir Egerton Brydges Sir Henry Wotton Sir Walter Raleigh Soul stanza sweet Tann tell thee thou thought tion variations Venice verses vertue viii volume write
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Side xiv - An ambassador is an honest man, sent to lie abroad for the good of his country.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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...