Specimens of the British Poets ...W. Suttaby, 1809 |
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... less and less ! So am not I ; whom Love , alas ! doth wring , Bringing before my face the great increase Of my desires ; whereas I weep and sing , In joy and woe , as in a doubtful case : For my sweet thoughts , some time do pleasure ...
... less and less ! So am not I ; whom Love , alas ! doth wring , Bringing before my face the great increase Of my desires ; whereas I weep and sing , In joy and woe , as in a doubtful case : For my sweet thoughts , some time do pleasure ...
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... Less age will serve than Paris had , Small pain ( if none be small enow ) To find good store of Helen's trade ; Such sap the root doth yield the bough ! For one good wife , Ulysses slew A worthy knot of gentle blood : For one ill wife ...
... Less age will serve than Paris had , Small pain ( if none be small enow ) To find good store of Helen's trade ; Such sap the root doth yield the bough ! For one good wife , Ulysses slew A worthy knot of gentle blood : For one ill wife ...
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... less ? Yet go , Forsaken ! leave these woods , these plains ; Leave her and all , and all for her that leaves Thee and thy love forlorn , and both disdains ; And of both wrongful deems , and ill conceives . Seek out some place ; and see ...
... less ? Yet go , Forsaken ! leave these woods , these plains ; Leave her and all , and all for her that leaves Thee and thy love forlorn , and both disdains ; And of both wrongful deems , and ill conceives . Seek out some place ; and see ...
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... less than stabbing ; Yet stab at thee who will , No stab the soul can kill . PASSIONS THE SILENT LOVER . are liken'd best to floods and streams ; The shallow murmur , but the deep are dumb : So , when affections yield discourse , it ...
... less than stabbing ; Yet stab at thee who will , No stab the soul can kill . PASSIONS THE SILENT LOVER . are liken'd best to floods and streams ; The shallow murmur , but the deep are dumb : So , when affections yield discourse , it ...
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... . Upon the bare and leafless oak , The ring - dove's wooings will provoke A colder blood than you possess , To play with me , and do no less . In bowers of laurel , trimly dight , We will SIR WALTER RALEIGH . Imitation of Marlow.
... . Upon the bare and leafless oak , The ring - dove's wooings will provoke A colder blood than you possess , To play with me , and do no less . In bowers of laurel , trimly dight , We will SIR WALTER RALEIGH . Imitation of Marlow.
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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?