English Sonnets: A SelectionJohn Dennis H.S. King & Company, 1873 - 238 sider |
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Side vii
... thought , exactitude of language , and unity of design are demanded of the sonnet writer , and through his fourteen lines , and knitting them together , must run the golden thread of poetry . Perfection in this most difficult branch of ...
... thought , exactitude of language , and unity of design are demanded of the sonnet writer , and through his fourteen lines , and knitting them together , must run the golden thread of poetry . Perfection in this most difficult branch of ...
Side viii
... thoughts of the age , takes his share in it , and belongs to it even while rising above it . Some of his popularity is therefore due to temporary causes , and he must be a rash man or a consummate critic who shall venture to say how ...
... thoughts of the age , takes his share in it , and belongs to it even while rising above it . Some of his popularity is therefore due to temporary causes , and he must be a rash man or a consummate critic who shall venture to say how ...
Side 1
... alive whereso I dwell , Sick or in health , in evil fame or good , Hers will I be ; and only with this thought Content myself , although my chance be nought . B EARL OF SURREY . SARDANAPALUS . TH ' Assyrian King ENGLISH SONNETS .
... alive whereso I dwell , Sick or in health , in evil fame or good , Hers will I be ; and only with this thought Content myself , although my chance be nought . B EARL OF SURREY . SARDANAPALUS . TH ' Assyrian King ENGLISH SONNETS .
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... thought , WATSON . 1560-1592 . Within a garden of sweet Nature's placing : Wherein an arbour artificial wrought , By workman's wondrous skill the garden gracing , Did boast his glory , glory far renowned , For in his shady boughs my ...
... thought , WATSON . 1560-1592 . Within a garden of sweet Nature's placing : Wherein an arbour artificial wrought , By workman's wondrous skill the garden gracing , Did boast his glory , glory far renowned , For in his shady boughs my ...
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... thought , Dare not henceforth above the bounds of duty T'accuse of pride or rashly blame for aught . For being as she is , divinely wrought And of the brood of Angels heavenly born , And with the crew of blessèd saints upbrought , Each ...
... thought , Dare not henceforth above the bounds of duty T'accuse of pride or rashly blame for aught . For being as she is , divinely wrought And of the brood of Angels heavenly born , And with the crew of blessèd saints upbrought , Each ...
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beauty behold bird breath bright charm cheerful Cornhill Crown 8vo dark DAVID GRAY dear death delight divine dost doth dream earth Edition EDMUND SPENSER ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING English Sonnets eyes fair Faith fame fancy fear feel flowers friends grace happy HARTLEY COLERIDGE hast hath heart heaven heavenly HENRY CONSTABLE hope JOHN KEATS JOHN MILTON JULIAN FANE Lady language light live London look Lord love thee Love's master MICHAEL DRAYTON mind Mistress morn Muse never night o'er passion Paternoster Row Petrarch pleasure poems poet poetical poetry praise pray Price reader SAMUEL DANIEL Shakespeare shine sight sing sleep song sorrow soul SPEARE spirit story SURREY sweet tears thine things thou art thought touches verse voice volume weary weep WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE WILLIAM DRUMMOND WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES WILLIAM SHAKE WILLIAM WORDS Wordsworth WORTH written youth
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Side 31 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Side 29 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Side 48 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Side 102 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity . The gentleness of heaven is on the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Side 55 - come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free...
Side 35 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Side 42 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, • That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
Side 26 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Side 210 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Side 3 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes...