The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 sider |
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... spring her gentle rayes infuse , All storms are laid , I ' gin to chirp and sing : At length soft fires disperst in every vein , Yeeld open passage to the thronging train , And swelling numbers tide rolls like the surging main . So ...
... spring her gentle rayes infuse , All storms are laid , I ' gin to chirp and sing : At length soft fires disperst in every vein , Yeeld open passage to the thronging train , And swelling numbers tide rolls like the surging main . So ...
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... spring , and all the way Primros'd , and hung with shade ; Yet , was it frost within , Blasted And surly winds my infant buds , and sinne Like Clouds ecclips'd my mind . Poems , 1646 Storm'd thus ; I straight perceiv'd my spring Mere ...
... spring , and all the way Primros'd , and hung with shade ; Yet , was it frost within , Blasted And surly winds my infant buds , and sinne Like Clouds ecclips'd my mind . Poems , 1646 Storm'd thus ; I straight perceiv'd my spring Mere ...
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... Spring , Dost warm us with thy fires Of Love : Thy Blood hath bought us new Desires ; Thy Righteousness doth cloath with new Attires . Both fresh and fine let me appear This Day divine , to close the Year ; Among the rest let me be seen ...
... Spring , Dost warm us with thy fires Of Love : Thy Blood hath bought us new Desires ; Thy Righteousness doth cloath with new Attires . Both fresh and fine let me appear This Day divine , to close the Year ; Among the rest let me be seen ...
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agen Angels Ayres beauty blest blood breast breath brest bright crowne dayes dead dear death delight didst Divine dost doth drest e'er Earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair Fame fantastick Fate fear fire flame flowers flowre Francis Beaumont Friend give glory grace grief grones hand happy hath head heart Heaven Hesperides Il Pastor Fido King kisse lero light live look Lord lov'd Lovers Lycidas mind mortal Muse Musick ne'er never night numbers Nymph o'er pain peace pleasure Poems Poets Polyolbion Pow'r praise Priam Quire Rose sacred selfe shade shalt shee shew shine sigh sight sing sinne skie sleep Song Sonnet Soul Spirit Spring Starres Sunne sweet tears thee thine things thir thou art thought truth twas twill unto Verse vertue weep Whilst wind wings