Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is prefixed an historical sketch of the rise and progress of the English poetry and language. By G. Ellis, Том 31801 |
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... he prize the tainted posies Which on others breast are worn , That may pluck the virgin roses From the never - touched thorn ? I can go rest On her sweet breast , That is the pride of Cynthia's train : Then stay [ 75 ]
... he prize the tainted posies Which on others breast are worn , That may pluck the virgin roses From the never - touched thorn ? I can go rest On her sweet breast , That is the pride of Cynthia's train : Then stay [ 75 ]
Стр. 78
... never rise again ? Then , let despair set sorrow's string For strains that doleful'st be , And I will sing Ah me ! But why , O fatal time , Dost thou constrain , that I Should perish in my youth's sweet prime ? I , but a while ago , you ...
... never rise again ? Then , let despair set sorrow's string For strains that doleful'st be , And I will sing Ah me ! But why , O fatal time , Dost thou constrain , that I Should perish in my youth's sweet prime ? I , but a while ago , you ...
Стр. 80
... never pipe , nor never sing again . I must , for evermore , be gone , And therefore bid I you , And every one , Adieu ! I die ! For , oh ! I feel Death's horrors drawing nigh , And all this frame of nature reel . My hopeless heart ...
... never pipe , nor never sing again . I must , for evermore , be gone , And therefore bid I you , And every one , Adieu ! I die ! For , oh ! I feel Death's horrors drawing nigh , And all this frame of nature reel . My hopeless heart ...
Стр. 90
... never storms arise , Exchange ; and be a while our guests ; For stars , gaze on our eyes ; The compass love shall hourly sing , And , as he goes about the ring , We will not miss To tell each point he nameth with a kiss . Then come on ...
... never storms arise , Exchange ; and be a while our guests ; For stars , gaze on our eyes ; The compass love shall hourly sing , And , as he goes about the ring , We will not miss To tell each point he nameth with a kiss . Then come on ...
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... never feels a perfect peace Till death's cold hand signs his release . It is a storm , where the hot blood Outvies in rage the boiling flood : And each loose passion of the mind Is like a furious gust of wind , Which beats his bark with ...
... never feels a perfect peace Till death's cold hand signs his release . It is a storm , where the hot blood Outvies in rage the boiling flood : And each loose passion of the mind Is like a furious gust of wind , Which beats his bark with ...
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