Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, Том 3W. Bulmer and Company, 1803 - Всего страниц: 458 |
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... less danger too . Those that delight in dainties store One stomach feed at once , no more : And , when with homely fare we feast , With us it doth as well digest ; And many times we better speed , For our wild fruits no surfeits breed ...
... less danger too . Those that delight in dainties store One stomach feed at once , no more : And , when with homely fare we feast , With us it doth as well digest ; And many times we better speed , For our wild fruits no surfeits breed ...
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... less your fairest mind invade : " Were not our souls immortal made , " Our equal loves can make them such . " # The following Epitaph on himself ( which is not noticed in Walpole's Life of Lord Herbert ) is too characteristic of the ...
... less your fairest mind invade : " Were not our souls immortal made , " Our equal loves can make them such . " # The following Epitaph on himself ( which is not noticed in Walpole's Life of Lord Herbert ) is too characteristic of the ...
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... Less my substance , less my share In my fear and in my care . Thus to love , and thus to live , Thus to take , and thus to give , Thus to laugh , and thus to sing , Thus to mount on pleasure's wing , Thus to sport , and thus to speed ...
... Less my substance , less my share In my fear and in my care . Thus to love , and thus to live , Thus to take , and thus to give , Thus to laugh , and thus to sing , Thus to mount on pleasure's wing , Thus to sport , and thus to speed ...
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... less were deified . Wit she hath , without desire To make known how much she hath ; And her anger flames no higher Than may fitly sweeten wrath ; Full of pity as may be , Though , perhaps , not so to me . Reason masters every sense ...
... less were deified . Wit she hath , without desire To make known how much she hath ; And her anger flames no higher Than may fitly sweeten wrath ; Full of pity as may be , Though , perhaps , not so to me . Reason masters every sense ...
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... less than 10,000 copies of his poems were sold ; a circumstance which proves the religious zeal , much more than the good taste , of his con- temporaries . There is less reason to wonder at the popularity of his " Priest to the Temple ...
... less than 10,000 copies of his poems were sold ; a circumstance which proves the religious zeal , much more than the good taste , of his con- temporaries . There is less reason to wonder at the popularity of his " Priest to the Temple ...
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Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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?
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.