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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Tell me , dearest , what is love ? ” ' Tis a lightning from above ; ' Tis an arrow , ' tis
a fire ; ' Tis a boy they call Desire ; ' Tis a grave Gapes to have Those poor fools
that long to prove . “ Tell me more , are women true ? ” Yes , some are , and ...
Tell me , dearest , what is love ? ” ' Tis a lightning from above ; ' Tis an arrow , ' tis
a fire ; ' Tis a boy they call Desire ; ' Tis a grave Gapes to have Those poor fools
that long to prove . “ Tell me more , are women true ? ” Yes , some are , and ...
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Ask me why this flower doth shew So yellow , green , and sickly too ; Ask me why
the stalk is weak , And bending , yet it doth not break ;I must tell you , these
discover What doubts and fears are in a lover . The Inquiry . Amongst the myrtles
as I ...
Ask me why this flower doth shew So yellow , green , and sickly too ; Ask me why
the stalk is weak , And bending , yet it doth not break ;I must tell you , these
discover What doubts and fears are in a lover . The Inquiry . Amongst the myrtles
as I ...
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Q . Tell me , Utrechia ' , ( since my fate , And thy more powerful form decrees My
heart an immolation at thy shrine , Where I am only ? to incline , ) How I must love
, and at what rate ; By what despairs » , and what degrees , I may “ my hopes ...
Q . Tell me , Utrechia ' , ( since my fate , And thy more powerful form decrees My
heart an immolation at thy shrine , Where I am only ? to incline , ) How I must love
, and at what rate ; By what despairs » , and what degrees , I may “ my hopes ...
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I must alledge , and thou canst tell . Gascoigne , ii . 150 . I must not grieve my love
, whose eyes would read . Daniel , ii . 282 . I never stoop ' d so low as they .
Donne , ii . 345 . I never yet could see that face . Cowley , iii . 263 . . I once may
see ...
I must alledge , and thou canst tell . Gascoigne , ii . 150 . I must not grieve my love
, whose eyes would read . Daniel , ii . 282 . I never stoop ' d so low as they .
Donne , ii . 345 . I never yet could see that face . Cowley , iii . 263 . . I once may
see ...
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12 . thee , tell . Raleigh , ii . 190 . Sweet solitary life , thou true reShould I sigh out
my days in pose . Lodge , ií . 252 . grief . Stevenson , iii . 313 . Sweet Spring , thou
turn ' st , with Sigh no more , ladies , sigh _ no all thy goodly train . Drummore .
12 . thee , tell . Raleigh , ii . 190 . Sweet solitary life , thou true reShould I sigh out
my days in pose . Lodge , ií . 252 . grief . Stevenson , iii . 313 . Sweet Spring , thou
turn ' st , with Sigh no more , ladies , sigh _ no all thy goodly train . Drummore .
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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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