Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, Bind 3W. Bulmer and Company, 1803 - 458 sider |
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Side 445
... Anon . II . 394 . H. Hail , thou fairest of all creatures . Wither . III . 88 . Happy is that state of his . Brathwait . III . 105 . Happy , oh happy he who , not affecting . Anon . III . 143 . Having interr'd her infant birth . Ld ...
... Anon . II . 394 . H. Hail , thou fairest of all creatures . Wither . III . 88 . Happy is that state of his . Brathwait . III . 105 . Happy , oh happy he who , not affecting . Anon . III . 143 . Having interr'd her infant birth . Ld ...
Side 446
... Anon . III . 348 . I felt my heart , and found a flame . Lluellyn . III . 370 . I find it true that some have said . Willoby . II . 375 . I in these flowery meads would be . Walton . III . 127 . I laugh sometimes with little lust ...
... Anon . III . 348 . I felt my heart , and found a flame . Lluellyn . III . 370 . I find it true that some have said . Willoby . II . 375 . I in these flowery meads would be . Walton . III . 127 . I laugh sometimes with little lust ...
Side 447
... Anon . III . 141 . In the merry month of May . Breton . II . 280 . In Thetis ' lap while Titan took his rest . Watson . II . 308 . In thy fair breast , and once fair soul . Howard . III . 304 . In time the bull is brought to wear the ...
... Anon . III . 141 . In the merry month of May . Breton . II . 280 . In Thetis ' lap while Titan took his rest . Watson . II . 308 . In thy fair breast , and once fair soul . Howard . III . 304 . In time the bull is brought to wear the ...
Side 448
... Anon . III . 142 . Love still has something of the sea . Sedley . III . 39г . Love , that liveth and reigneth in my thought . E. of Surrey . II . 67 . Love , when ' tis true , needs not the aid . Sedley . III . 388 . Love's sooner felt ...
... Anon . III . 142 . Love still has something of the sea . Sedley . III . 39г . Love , that liveth and reigneth in my thought . E. of Surrey . II . 67 . Love , when ' tis true , needs not the aid . Sedley . III . 388 . Love's sooner felt ...
Side 449
... Anon . ÍI . 402 . My heedless heart , which Love yet never knew . Watson . II . 310 . My love , I cannot thy rare beauties place . Smith . II . 382 . My lute awake , perform the last . Anon . II . 94 . My lute , be as thou wert , when ...
... Anon . ÍI . 402 . My heedless heart , which Love yet never knew . Watson . II . 310 . My love , I cannot thy rare beauties place . Smith . II . 382 . My lute awake , perform the last . Anon . II . 94 . My lute , be as thou wert , when ...
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Side 132 - 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 278 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage.
Side 193 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Side 244 - 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 126 - But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition ; Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to smell my fatal day, Yet sugaring the suspicion.
Side 277 - Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free Fishes that tipple in the deep Know no such liberty.
Side 277 - PRISON WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Side 276 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Side 252 - Marched boldly up, like our trained band, Presented, and away. When all the meat was on the table What man of knife, or teeth, was able To stay to be intreated ? And this the very reason was Before the parson could say grace The company was seated.
Side 222 - Now the bright Morning Star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.