The Poetical Rhapsody: to which are Added Several Other Pieces ...W. Pickering, 1826 |
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... gain and fearing to offend . What pleaseth hope , the same despair mislikes , What hope sets down , those lines despair out strikes ; So that my nursing murdering pen affords A grave and cradle to my new - born words . But whilst , like ...
... gain and fearing to offend . What pleaseth hope , the same despair mislikes , What hope sets down , those lines despair out strikes ; So that my nursing murdering pen affords A grave and cradle to my new - born words . But whilst , like ...
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... gain Th ' indebted tribute to your beauty's reign . VIII . But if , these reasons being vainly spent , You fight it out to the last argument , k hearts.edit . 1611. hare . Lee Priory edition . Tell me but how one body can enclose , As ...
... gain Th ' indebted tribute to your beauty's reign . VIII . But if , these reasons being vainly spent , You fight it out to the last argument , k hearts.edit . 1611. hare . Lee Priory edition . Tell me but how one body can enclose , As ...
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... gain the port , when storms do cease ; And I rejoice discharg'd from Love at last . Whom while I serv'd , peace , rest , and land I lost , With wars , with toils , with storms , worn , tir'd and tost . Sweet liberty now gives me leave ...
... gain the port , when storms do cease ; And I rejoice discharg'd from Love at last . Whom while I serv'd , peace , rest , and land I lost , With wars , with toils , with storms , worn , tir'd and tost . Sweet liberty now gives me leave ...
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... gain'd the port , and now my love is past . EXECRATION OF HIS PASSED LOVE . I CURSE the time , wherein these lips of mine Did pray or praise the dame that was unkind : I curse my ink , my paper , and each line My hand hath writ , in ...
... gain'd the port , and now my love is past . EXECRATION OF HIS PASSED LOVE . I CURSE the time , wherein these lips of mine Did pray or praise the dame that was unkind : I curse my ink , my paper , and each line My hand hath writ , in ...
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... gain the basest mind's delight . SONNET II . WHAT mov'd me then ? say , Love , for thou canst tell : Of thee I learn'd this skill , if skill I have . Thou knowest the Muse , whose help I always crave , Is none of those that on Parnassus ...
... gain the basest mind's delight . SONNET II . WHAT mov'd me then ? say , Love , for thou canst tell : Of thee I learn'd this skill , if skill I have . Thou knowest the Muse , whose help I always crave , Is none of those that on Parnassus ...
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The Poetical Rhapsody: To Which Are Added, Several Other Pieces Francis Davison Недоступно для просмотра - 2019 |
The Poetical Rhapsody: To Which Are Added, Several Other Pieces, Volume 1 Nicholas Harris Nicolas,Francis Davison Недоступно для просмотра - 2015 |
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AMPHITRITE bear beauty beauty's blind breast bright burn Countess of Bath COUNTESS OF CUMBERLAND CUPID daughter death decay delight desire despair disdain Earl of Bath Earl of Bedford Earl's ears Elegy Elizabeth Elizabeth Russell ESQUIRE eyes face fair favour fear fire flame foes Fortune's fourth edition FRANCIS DAVISON frowns give glory grace Gray's Inn grief Harl hast hath hear heart heat heavenly Hengrave honour hope kill king Lady Lee Priory edition light lines live Lord love doth LOVE'S LOVER lute MADRIGAL married Mary Cornwallis Muses never night nought pain peace pity pleasure poem praise Prince Proteus PSALM reply rest scorn second edition shew shine sighs sight sing Sir Th Sir Thomas Kytson SONNET soul spring stanza sweet tears Tell thee thine thing thou thought thy looks title is omitted tongue true unto WILLIAM BOURCHIER
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Стр. 410 - Tell them that brave it most, They beg for more by spending. Who, in their greatest cost, Seek nothing but commending: And if they make reply, Then give them all the lie.
Стр. 414 - Tell zeal it wants devotion; Tell love it is but lust; Tell time it is but motion; Tell flesh it is but dust; And wish them not reply, For thou must give the lie.
Стр. 415 - Tell arts they have no soundness. But vary by esteeming; Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming: If arts and schools reply, Give arts and schools the lie. Tell faith it's fled the city; Tell how the country erreth; Tell manhood shakes off pity ; Tell virtue least preferreth: And if they do reply, Spare not to give the lie.
Стр. 414 - Tell fortune of her blindness, Tell nature of decay, Tell friendship of unkindness, Tell justice of delay : And if they will reply, Then give them all the lie.
Стр. 287 - My Love in her attire doth show her wit, It doth so well become her : For every season she hath dressings fit, For Winter, Spring, and Summer. No beauty she doth miss When all her robes are on : But Beauty's self she is When all her robes are gone.
Стр. 411 - In tickle points of niceness; Tell wisdom she entangles Herself in over-wiseness: And when they do reply, Straight give them both the lie. "Tell physic of her boldness; Tell skill it is pretension; Tell charity of coldness; Tell law it is contention...
Стр. 283 - Like rich men that take pleasure In hiding, more than handling, treasure. By absence this good means I gain, That I can catch her Where none can watch her, In some close corner of my brain; There I embrace and kiss her, And so I both enjoy and miss her.
Стр. 247 - abroad was lated in the night, His wings were wet with ranging in the rain ; Harbour he sought, to me he took his flight, To dry his plumes : I heard the boy complain ; I oped the door, and granted his desire, I rose myself, and made the wag a fire.
Стр. 272 - At whose command the waves obey ; To whom the rivers tribute pay, Down the high mountains sliding ; To whom the scaly nation yields Homage for the crystal fields Wherein they dwell ; And every sea-god pays a gem Yearly out of his watery cell, To deck great Neptune's diadem.
Стр. 412 - Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: Go, since I needs must die, And give the world the lie. Say to the court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church it shows What's good, and doth no good: If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates, they live Acting by others...