Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, with a Biography of Each Poet, &c, Том 3 |
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Methinks I hear , methinks I see Sweet music , wondrous melody , Towns ,
palaces , and cities fine , Here now , then there , the world is mine ; Rare beauties
, gallant ladies shine , Whate ' er is lovely or divine . All other joys to this are folly
...
Methinks I hear , methinks I see Sweet music , wondrous melody , Towns ,
palaces , and cities fine , Here now , then there , the world is mine ; Rare beauties
, gallant ladies shine , Whate ' er is lovely or divine . All other joys to this are folly
...
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This is the morn should bring unto this grove My Love , to hear , and recompense
my love ! Fair king , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou
two sweeter eyes Shall see , than those which by Penéus ' streams Did once thy
...
This is the morn should bring unto this grove My Love , to hear , and recompense
my love ! Fair king , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou
two sweeter eyes Shall see , than those which by Penéus ' streams Did once thy
...
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WHILE the Moon , with sudden gleam , Through the clouds that cover her , Darts
her light upon the stream , And the poplars gently stir , Pleas ' d I hear thy boding
cry ! Owl , that lov ' st the cloudy sky , Sure , thy notes are harmony ! While the ...
WHILE the Moon , with sudden gleam , Through the clouds that cover her , Darts
her light upon the stream , And the poplars gently stir , Pleas ' d I hear thy boding
cry ! Owl , that lov ' st the cloudy sky , Sure , thy notes are harmony ! While the ...
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Hear ! 2 . Hear ! 3 . Hear ! Tir . Hear and appear ! By the Fates that spun thy
thread ! Chor . Which are threeTir . By the Furies fierce and dread ! Chor . Which
are threeTir . By the judges of the dead ! Chor . Which are threeThree times
threeTir .
Hear ! 2 . Hear ! 3 . Hear ! Tir . Hear and appear ! By the Fates that spun thy
thread ! Chor . Which are threeTir . By the Furies fierce and dread ! Chor . Which
are threeTir . By the judges of the dead ! Chor . Which are threeThree times
threeTir .
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Hear , O hear ! How sweet and clear The nightingale And waters ' - fall In concert
join for others ' ears . Whilst to me , For harmony , Every air Echoes despair , And
every drop provokes a tear . What are all the senses ' pleasures , When the ...
Hear , O hear ! How sweet and clear The nightingale And waters ' - fall In concert
join for others ' ears . Whilst to me , For harmony , Every air Echoes despair , And
every drop provokes a tear . What are all the senses ' pleasures , When the ...
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Стр. 176 - 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.
Стр. 25 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
Стр. 122 - 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.
Стр. 204 - CAPTAIN or colonel, or knight in arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, If deed of honour did thee ever please, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. He can requite thee, for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. Lift not thy spear against the Muses...
Стр. 255 - 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.
Стр. 224 - ... lover? Prithee why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee why so pale? Why so dull and mute, young sinner? Prithee why so mute? Will, when speaking well can't win her, Saying nothing do't?
Стр. 256 - 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.
Стр. 231 - The side that's next the sun. Her lips were red, and one was thin, Compar'd to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly) ; But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face ; I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July.
Стр. 90 - The strange music of the waves Beating on these hollow caves, This black den which rocks emboss, Overgrown with eldest moss, The rude portals that give light More to terror than delight, This my chamber of neglect Walled about with disrespect, From all these and this dull air,— A fit object for despair, — She hath taught me, by her might, To draw comfort and delight.
Стр. 203 - 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.
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| Название | Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, with a Biography of Each Poet, &c, Том 3 Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, with a Biography of Each Poet, &c, George Ellis |
| Автор | George Ellis |
| Издание: | 3 |
| Издатель | H. Washbourne, 1845 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Гарвардский университет |
| Оцифровано | 14 авг 2007 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 458 |
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