Odes, sonnets and epigramsHenry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig Doubleday, Page, 1905 |
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... doth the top of Pindus strew , Did never whiter shew , 36 Nor Jove himselfe , when he a Swan would be , For love of Leda , whiter did appeare ; Yet Leda was ( they say ) as white as he , Yet not so white as these , nor nothing neare ...
... doth the top of Pindus strew , Did never whiter shew , 36 Nor Jove himselfe , when he a Swan would be , For love of Leda , whiter did appeare ; Yet Leda was ( they say ) as white as he , Yet not so white as these , nor nothing neare ...
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... Doth leade unto your lovers blisfull bower , Joy may you have , and gentle hearts content Of your loves couplement ; And let faire Venus , that is Queene of love , With her heart - quelling Sonne upon you smile , Whose smile , they say ...
... Doth leade unto your lovers blisfull bower , Joy may you have , and gentle hearts content Of your loves couplement ; And let faire Venus , that is Queene of love , With her heart - quelling Sonne upon you smile , Whose smile , they say ...
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... doth shend The lesser starres . So they , enrangéd well , Did on those two attend , And their best service lend Against their wedding day , which was not long : Sweete Themmes ! runne softly , till I end my Song . 126 At length they all ...
... doth shend The lesser starres . So they , enrangéd well , Did on those two attend , And their best service lend Against their wedding day , which was not long : Sweete Themmes ! runne softly , till I end my Song . 126 At length they all ...
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... doth lodge a noble Peer , Great Englands glory , and the Worlds wide wonder , 144 Whose dreadfull name late through all Spaine did thunder , And Hercules two pillors standing neere Did make to quake and feare : Faire branch of Honor ...
... doth lodge a noble Peer , Great Englands glory , and the Worlds wide wonder , 144 Whose dreadfull name late through all Spaine did thunder , And Hercules two pillors standing neere Did make to quake and feare : Faire branch of Honor ...
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... doth spred , Having disperst the nights unchearefull dampe , Doe ye awake ; and , with fresh lusty - hed , Go to the bowre of my beloved love , My truest turtle dove ; Bid her awake ; for Hymen is awake , And long since ready forth his ...
... doth spred , Having disperst the nights unchearefull dampe , Doe ye awake ; and , with fresh lusty - hed , Go to the bowre of my beloved love , My truest turtle dove ; Bid her awake ; for Hymen is awake , And long since ready forth his ...
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Стр. 39 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Стр. 135 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?
Стр. 132 - Nightingale MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Стр. 88 - Where low-browed baseness wafts perfume to pride. No! men, high-minded men, With powers as far above dull brutes endued In forest, brake, or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men, who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain : These constitute a State, And sovereign Law, that State's collected will O'er thrones and globes elate, Sits Empress, crowning good, repressing ill.
Стр. 91 - On every side, In a thousand valleys far and wide, Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm, And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm: — I hear, I hear, with joy I hear!
Стр. 214 - Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Стр. 184 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Стр. 131 - The impulse of thy strength, only less free than thou, O uncontrollable! If even I were as in my boyhood, and could be The comrade of thy wanderings...
Стр. 50 - And sullen Moloch, fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue ; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue ; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis, and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste...
Стр. 227 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors.