A Household Book of English Poetry. Selected and Arranged, with Notes |
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... In trust of her that tourneth as a ball , Great rest standeth in little businesse ,
Beware also to spurne againe a nall , Strive not as doth a crocke with a wall ,
Deme thy selfe that demest others dede , And trouth thee shall deliver , it is no
drede .
... In trust of her that tourneth as a ball , Great rest standeth in little businesse ,
Beware also to spurne againe a nall , Strive not as doth a crocke with a wall ,
Deme thy selfe that demest others dede , And trouth thee shall deliver , it is no
drede .
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5 O trifling toys that toss the brains , While loathsome life doth last ; O wished
wealth , 0 sugared joys , O life when death is past ; Who loaths exchange of loss
with gain ! Yet loath we death as hell . What woeful wight would wish his woe ?
5 O trifling toys that toss the brains , While loathsome life doth last ; O wished
wealth , 0 sugared joys , O life when death is past ; Who loaths exchange of loss
with gain ! Yet loath we death as hell . What woeful wight would wish his woe ?
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Where goodness wants an equal change to make , There greatness serves , or
number place doth take . 5 No mortal thing can bear so high a price , But that with
mortal thing it may be bought ; The corn of Sicil buys the western spice ; French ...
Where goodness wants an equal change to make , There greatness serves , or
number place doth take . 5 No mortal thing can bear so high a price , But that with
mortal thing it may be bought ; The corn of Sicil buys the western spice ; French ...
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All worldly wealth in worth as far doth fail , . As lowest earth doth yield to heaven
above . Divine is Love , and scorneth worldly pelf , And can be bought with
nothing but with self . Anon . · IV A POESY TO PROVE AFFECTION IS NOT '
LOVE .
All worldly wealth in worth as far doth fail , . As lowest earth doth yield to heaven
above . Divine is Love , and scorneth worldly pelf , And can be bought with
nothing but with self . Anon . · IV A POESY TO PROVE AFFECTION IS NOT '
LOVE .
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Desire nor reason hath , nor rest , And , blind , doth seldom choose the best :
Desire attained is not desire , But as the cinders of the fire . As ships in ports
desired are drowned ; As fruit , once ripe , then falls to ground ; As Aies , that seek
for ...
Desire nor reason hath , nor rest , And , blind , doth seldom choose the best :
Desire attained is not desire , But as the cinders of the fire . As ships in ports
desired are drowned ; As fruit , once ripe , then falls to ground ; As Aies , that seek
for ...
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Стр. 273 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Стр. 286 - Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth ! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Стр. 218 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Стр. 250 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Стр. 345 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Стр. 380 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Стр. 231 - The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with his eternal motion make A sound like thunder— everlastingly. Dear Child! dear Girl! that walkest with me here, If thou appear untouched by solemn thought, Thy nature is not therefore less divine: Thou liest in Abraham's bosom...
Стр. 55 - 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. 47 - A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream. All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell. CXXX My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips...
Стр. 215 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
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| Название | A Household Book of English Poetry. Selected and Arranged, with Notes |
| Автор | Richard Chenevix Trench |
| Редактор | Richard Chenevix Trench |
| составитель: | Richard Chenevix Trench |
| Издание: | 2 |
| Издатель | Macmillan and Company, 1870 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Нью-Йоркская публичная библиотека |
| Оцифровано | 28 ноя 2006 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 438 |
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