The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].Charles Whittingham, 1806 |
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... night ; When I behold the violet past prime , And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves , Which erst from heat did canopy the herd ; And summer's green all girded up in sheaves , Borne on the ...
... night ; When I behold the violet past prime , And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white ; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves , Which erst from heat did canopy the herd ; And summer's green all girded up in sheaves , Borne on the ...
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... night ? Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken , While shadows , like to thee , do mock my sight ? Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee , So far from home , into my deeds to pry ; To find out shames , and idle hours in me ...
... night ? Dost thou desire my slumbers should be broken , While shadows , like to thee , do mock my sight ? Is it thy spirit that thou send'st from thee , So far from home , into my deeds to pry ; To find out shames , and idle hours in me ...
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... night a rainy morrow , To linger out a purpos'd overthrow . If thou wilt leave me , do not leave me last , When other petty griefs have done their spite ; But in the onset come , so shall I taste At first the very worst of fortune's ...
... night a rainy morrow , To linger out a purpos'd overthrow . If thou wilt leave me , do not leave me last , When other petty griefs have done their spite ; But in the onset come , so shall I taste At first the very worst of fortune's ...
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... night ; While she in thee more beauteous did appear . What mourning weeds , alas ! dost thou now wear ! How loathsome to my eyes is thy sad sight ! How poorly look'st thou , with what heavy cheer , Since set that sun which made thee ...
... night ; While she in thee more beauteous did appear . What mourning weeds , alas ! dost thou now wear ! How loathsome to my eyes is thy sad sight ! How poorly look'st thou , with what heavy cheer , Since set that sun which made thee ...
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... night , Why should we defer our joys ? Fame and rumour are but toys . Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poor houshold spies ; Or his easier ears beguile , So removed by our wile ? ' Tis no sin love's fruit to steal , But the sweet ...
... night , Why should we defer our joys ? Fame and rumour are but toys . Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poor houshold spies ; Or his easier ears beguile , So removed by our wile ? ' Tis no sin love's fruit to steal , But the sweet ...
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Стр. 29 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Стр. 43 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Стр. 44 - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard...
Стр. 46 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, And do not drop in for an after-loss...
Стр. 111 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Стр. 112 - Prison WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates — When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Стр. 44 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Стр. 66 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Стр. 67 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own; What are you when the rose is blown? 39 So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th' eclipse and glory of her kind?
Стр. 45 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.