The Complete Poems of Robert Herrick, 3권Chatto and Windus, 1876 - 342페이지 The Complete Poems of Robert Herrick by 1827-1899Alexander Balloch Grosart, first published in 1876, is a rare manuscript, the original residing in one of the great libraries of the world. This book is a reproduction of that original, which has been scanned and cleaned by state-of-the-art publishing tools for better readability and enhanced appreciation. Restoration Editors' mission is to bring long out of print manuscripts back to life. Some smudges, annotations or unclear text may still exist, due to permanent damage to the original work. We believe the literary significance of the text justifies offering this reproduction, allowing a new generation to appreciate it. |
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Anthea beadsman Biancha Birth Bread bring ye love Candlemasse canst Charon Chor Christ Christmas cloathes co'd comes confesse Crowne dead Dean of Arches death Distaff do's doth drinke drown'd eare eternall eyes fall fame farre Faunus feare flowers Fulia George Parrie give Glossarial Index s. v. Gods Grace hath haue heart Heaven hence Henry Lawes Herrick holy honour I'le i'th Jemmes Julia keep King kisse known Lacon Leprosie live Lord loue Maides Memorial-Introduction mercy mirth Miswritten Muses ne're never night Numbers Perilla poem Poet Princes Queene Quest ravisht ROBERT HERRICK Roses Saviour shew sho'd sing sleep soule Sweet Spirit comfort teares tell thee thine things Thou art Thou dost thou hast Tom Pennie Twill unto vaults of death Verse Violl Virgins vnto wanton weep whenas wife wine wo'd yeere
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12 페이지 - AH, Ben ! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
135 페이지 - LORD, thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell, A little house, whose humble roof Is weatherproof, Under the spars of which I lie Both soft and dry ; Where thou, my chamber for to ward, Hast set a guard Of harmless thoughts, to watch and keep Me while I sleep. Low is my porch, as is my fate, Both void of state ; And yet the threshold of my door Is worn by th' poor, Who thither come and freely get Good words or meat.
132 페이지 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...
160 페이지 - We see Him come, and know Him ours, Who, with His sunshine and His showers, Turns all the patient ground to flowers.
205 페이지 - It is to fast from strife, From old debate And hate To circumcise thy life. To show a heart grief-rent ; To starve thy sin, Not bin ; And that's to keep thy Lent.
54 페이지 - Or think on't now, That ever thou Wast kind : But chang'd above. She likes not there, As she did here, Thy love. Forbear, therefore, And lull asleepe Thy woes, and weep No more.
204 페이지 - From fat of veals and sheep ? Is it to quit the dish Of flesh, yet still To fill The platter high with fish...
137 페이지 - ... hast sent : And my content Makes those, and my beloved beet, To be more sweet. "Tis thou that crown'st my glittering hearth With guiltless mirth ; And giv'st me wassail bowls to drink, Spiced to the brink.
159 페이지 - WHAT sweeter music can we bring Than a carol, for to sing The birth of this our heavenly King? Awake the voice, awake the string ! Heart, ear, and eye, and every thing, Awake, the while the active finger Runs division with the singer.
120 페이지 - Writ in my wild unhallowed Times; For every sentence, clause and word, That's not inlaid with Thee, (my Lord) Forgive me God, and blot each Line j Out of my Book, that is not Thine. But if, 'mongst all, thou find'st here one Worthy thy Benediction; That One of all the rest, shall be The Glory of my Work, and Me.