Specimens of the British Poets ...W. Suttaby, 1809 |
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... hath clad the hill , and eke the vale ; The nightingale , with feathers new , she sings , The turtle to her mate hath told her tale . Summer is come : for every spray now springs . The hart hath hung his old head on the pale ; The buck ...
... hath clad the hill , and eke the vale ; The nightingale , with feathers new , she sings , The turtle to her mate hath told her tale . Summer is come : for every spray now springs . The hart hath hung his old head on the pale ; The buck ...
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British poets. And thereto hath a truth as just , As had Penelope the fair ; For what she saith , ye may it trust , As it by writing sealed were . And virtues hath she many moe Than I with pen have skill to show . I could rehearse , if ...
British poets. And thereto hath a truth as just , As had Penelope the fair ; For what she saith , ye may it trust , As it by writing sealed were . And virtues hath she many moe Than I with pen have skill to show . I could rehearse , if ...
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... hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain That makest but game on earnest pain : Think not alone under the Sun Unquit to cause thy Lover's plaine , Although my lute and I have done ...
... hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain That makest but game on earnest pain : Think not alone under the Sun Unquit to cause thy Lover's plaine , Although my lute and I have done ...
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... hath your heart in hold , And where good - will ye bear . Fain would ye find a cloak Your burning fire to hide , Yet both the flame and smoke Breaks out on every side . Ye cannot love so guide That it no issue win ; Abroad needs must it ...
... hath your heart in hold , And where good - will ye bear . Fain would ye find a cloak Your burning fire to hide , Yet both the flame and smoke Breaks out on every side . Ye cannot love so guide That it no issue win ; Abroad needs must it ...
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... hath soil , To cool him in his heat ; The ass , after his weary toil , In stable is up set . The coney hath its cave , The little bird its nest , From heat and cold themselves to save , At all times as they list . The owl , with feeble ...
... hath soil , To cool him in his heat ; The ass , after his weary toil , In stable is up set . The coney hath its cave , The little bird its nest , From heat and cold themselves to save , At all times as they list . The owl , with feeble ...
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Стр. 183 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Стр. 189 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Стр. 14 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Стр. 180 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Стр. 223 - Far in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Стр. 186 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity ; Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles.
Стр. 180 - But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest, saddest plight.
Стр. 163 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king. All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants, belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice; Man for thee does sow and plow; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Стр. 216 - Art she had none, yet wanted none, For Nature did that Want supply: So rich in Treasures of her Own, She might our boasted Stores defy: Such Noble Vigour did her Verse adorn, That it seem'd borrow'd, where 'twas only born.
Стр. 125 - 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?