The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century VerseSir Herbert John Clifford Grierson, Geoffrey Bullough Clarendon Press, 1934 - 974 sider |
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Side 46
... sounds yet forth it sent , That Bacchus to weepe that drew , As downe the Streame it went . The Druides imbrew'd With Gore , on Altars rude With Sacrifices crown'd , In hollow Woods bedew'd , Ador'd the Trembling sound . Though wee be ...
... sounds yet forth it sent , That Bacchus to weepe that drew , As downe the Streame it went . The Druides imbrew'd With Gore , on Altars rude With Sacrifices crown'd , In hollow Woods bedew'd , Ador'd the Trembling sound . Though wee be ...
Side 254
... Sounds approve , Which us'd in such harmonious Straines to flow , Is reft from Earth to tune those Spheares above ... Sound drawes forth a Teare , Be therefore silent as in Woods before , 184 Or if that any Hand to touch thee daigne ...
... Sounds approve , Which us'd in such harmonious Straines to flow , Is reft from Earth to tune those Spheares above ... Sound drawes forth a Teare , Be therefore silent as in Woods before , 184 Or if that any Hand to touch thee daigne ...
Side 863
... sound , Entire , one solid shining Diamond , Not Sparkles shattered into Sects like you , One is the Church , and must be to be true : One central principle of unity . As undivided , so from errours free , As one in faith , so one in ...
... sound , Entire , one solid shining Diamond , Not Sparkles shattered into Sects like you , One is the Church , and must be to be true : One central principle of unity . As undivided , so from errours free , As one in faith , so one in ...
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The Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century Verse Sir Herbert John Clifford Grierson,Geoffrey Bullough Ingen forhåndsvisning - 1934 |
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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