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Draw on , sweet Night , best friend unto those cares That do arise from painful
melancholy ! My life so ill through want of comfort fares , That unto thee I
consecrate it wholly . Sweet Night , draw on ! my griefs , when they be told To
shades and ...
Draw on , sweet Night , best friend unto those cares That do arise from painful
melancholy ! My life so ill through want of comfort fares , That unto thee I
consecrate it wholly . Sweet Night , draw on ! my griefs , when they be told To
shades and ...
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Maids , dance as nimbly as your blood , Which I see swell a purple flood , In
emulation of that good The bride possesseth ! for I deem What she enjoys will be
the theme , This night , of every virgin ' s dream . But envy not their blest content ,
The ...
Maids , dance as nimbly as your blood , Which I see swell a purple flood , In
emulation of that good The bride possesseth ! for I deem What she enjoys will be
the theme , This night , of every virgin ' s dream . But envy not their blest content ,
The ...
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Come then , black night , and screen me round , That I may never more be found ,
Unless in tears of sorrow drown ' d ! " ( From an old MS . in Mr . Lloyd ' s
Collection . ) Ye nimble dreams , with cobweb wings , That fly by night from brain
to ...
Come then , black night , and screen me round , That I may never more be found ,
Unless in tears of sorrow drown ' d ! " ( From an old MS . in Mr . Lloyd ' s
Collection . ) Ye nimble dreams , with cobweb wings , That fly by night from brain
to ...
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Cupid abroad was ' lated in the night . Green , ii . 165 . Cupid and my Campaspe
play ' d . Lylie , ii . 209 . Cupid , I scorn to beg the art . Fane , iii . 377 . Cupid once
was weary grown . Anon . , iï . 378 . 312 . 292 . Captain , or colonel , or knight in ...
Cupid abroad was ' lated in the night . Green , ii . 165 . Cupid and my Campaspe
play ' d . Lylie , ii . 209 . Cupid , I scorn to beg the art . Fane , iii . 377 . Cupid once
was weary grown . Anon . , iï . 378 . 312 . 292 . Captain , or colonel , or knight in ...
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Who is it that this dark night . Sidney , ii . 221 . Who is Sylvia ? what is she .
Shakspeare , ii . 310 . Why doth the ear so tempt the voice . Habington , iii . 188 .
Why fearest thou thy outward foe . Anon . , ii . 82 . Why let her go . — I ' ll vex
myself no ...
Who is it that this dark night . Sidney , ii . 221 . Who is Sylvia ? what is she .
Shakspeare , ii . 310 . Why doth the ear so tempt the voice . Habington , iii . 188 .
Why fearest thou thy outward foe . Anon . , ii . 82 . Why let her go . — I ' ll vex
myself no ...
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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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