The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions by Various Writers, Bind 2Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1896 - 20 sider |
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... Pleasure Reconciled to Virtue would have been necessary to bring into fullest relief what was owed to Jonson by the writer of the greatest - without rival or parallel - of all English masques . Is it inconceivable that our poets should ...
... Pleasure Reconciled to Virtue would have been necessary to bring into fullest relief what was owed to Jonson by the writer of the greatest - without rival or parallel - of all English masques . Is it inconceivable that our poets should ...
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... pleasures of the stage , And relishes of rhyme ; Add all the softnesses of courts , The looks , the laughters and the sports ; And mingle all their sweets and salts , That none may say the triumph halts . ODE TO HIMSELF . [ Written ...
... pleasures of the stage , And relishes of rhyme ; Add all the softnesses of courts , The looks , the laughters and the sports ; And mingle all their sweets and salts , That none may say the triumph halts . ODE TO HIMSELF . [ Written ...
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... pleasures double but new woe ? SEXTAIN . The heaven doth not contain so many stars , So many leaves not prostrate lie in woods , When autumn's old , and Boreas sounds his wars , So many waves have not the ocean floods , As my rent mind ...
... pleasures double but new woe ? SEXTAIN . The heaven doth not contain so many stars , So many leaves not prostrate lie in woods , When autumn's old , and Boreas sounds his wars , So many waves have not the ocean floods , As my rent mind ...
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... pleasure prove , And quaff'd with Cupid sugar'd draughts of love Then , Jove - like , feeding on a nectar'd breath . Now judge which of us two might be most proud ; He got a kiss yet not enjoy'd it right , And I got none , yet tasted ...
... pleasure prove , And quaff'd with Cupid sugar'd draughts of love Then , Jove - like , feeding on a nectar'd breath . Now judge which of us two might be most proud ; He got a kiss yet not enjoy'd it right , And I got none , yet tasted ...
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... pleasure , Even in the greatest measure It should not make him bold : For while he lives secure , His state is most unsure ; When it doth least appear Some heavy plague draws near , Destruction to procure . World's glory is but like a ...
... pleasure , Even in the greatest measure It should not make him bold : For while he lives secure , His state is most unsure ; When it doth least appear Some heavy plague draws near , Destruction to procure . World's glory is but like a ...
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Absalom and Achitophel beauty Ben Jonson born breast breath bright Carew Castara Catullus Comus Cowley crown death delight died divine dost doth Dryden earth EDMUND W English eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire flame flowers genius Giles Fletcher glory grace Habington hand happy hast hath heart heaven hell Herbert heroic couplet Herrick Hesperides hill honour Hudibras Jonson King kiss Lady light live Lord Lovelace Lycidas maid masques Milton mind mistress Muse never night o'er once Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passion Perilla pleasure poems poet poet's poetic poetry praise pride rhyme rose sacred satire shade shalt shine sigh sight sing sleep song sonnet soul stars tears thee thine things thou thought unto verse Waller wanton weep WILLIAM HABINGTON winds wings write youth
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Side 315 - And bring all heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Side 218 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, poor captives, creep to death.
Side 218 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made : With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Side 309 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Side 178 - 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?
Side 337 - He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast. The broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening, from the top of Fesole, Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Side 309 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid Dancing in the chequer'd shade...
Side 307 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Side 301 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that eternal spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Side 357 - The birds their quire apply ; airs, vernal airs, Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune The trembling leaves, while universal Pan, Knit with the Graces and the Hours in dance, Led on the eternal spring.