The Works of the English Poets: CowleyH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... wonder at the diminution or decay of my affection to poefy ; to which I had contracted myself so much under age , and fo much to my own prejudice in regard of those more pro- fitable matches , which I might have made among the richer ...
... wonder at the diminution or decay of my affection to poefy ; to which I had contracted myself so much under age , and fo much to my own prejudice in regard of those more pro- fitable matches , which I might have made among the richer ...
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... of that kind . They are all but the cold - meats of the ancients , new - heated , and new fet forth . I do not at all wonder that the old poets made C 3 : made fome rich crops out of these grounds ; AUTHOR'S PREFACE . 21.
... of that kind . They are all but the cold - meats of the ancients , new - heated , and new fet forth . I do not at all wonder that the old poets made C 3 : made fome rich crops out of these grounds ; AUTHOR'S PREFACE . 21.
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... wonder wak'd : what should I do ? Oh ! let me follow thee ( faid I ) and go From life , that I may dream for ever so . With that my flying Muse I thought to clafp Within my arms , but did a shadow grasp . Thus chiefest joys glide with ...
... wonder wak'd : what should I do ? Oh ! let me follow thee ( faid I ) and go From life , that I may dream for ever so . With that my flying Muse I thought to clafp Within my arms , but did a shadow grasp . Thus chiefest joys glide with ...
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... wonder if with Graces the Be full , who was full with the Deity . DOMINUS TECUM . THE fall of mankind under death's extent The quire of bleffed angels did lament , And wifh'd a reparation to fee By him , who Manhood join'd with Deity ...
... wonder if with Graces the Be full , who was full with the Deity . DOMINUS TECUM . THE fall of mankind under death's extent The quire of bleffed angels did lament , And wifh'd a reparation to fee By him , who Manhood join'd with Deity ...
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... wonder death mov'd not his generous mind You , and a new - born You , he left behind : Ev'n Fate express'd his love to his dear wife , And let him end your picture with his life . ; PROMETHEUS ILL - PAINTED . How OW wretched does ...
... wonder death mov'd not his generous mind You , and a new - born You , he left behind : Ev'n Fate express'd his love to his dear wife , And let him end your picture with his life . ; PROMETHEUS ILL - PAINTED . How OW wretched does ...
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ABRAHAM COWLEY againſt beauteous beauty becauſe beſt bleffing bleft blood breaſt caufe cauſe curfe death defire doft doth e'er earth ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feem feen feven fhall fhew fhine fighs fight fince fing fire firſt flain flame fome foon foul fpirit ftill ftrait ftrong fuch fure greateſt grief happineſs heart heaven himſelf itſelf juft laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs live lov'd Love's lovers methinks mighty miſtreſs moſt Mufe muft muſt myſelf ne'er nought o'er Orinda paffion paſs paſt Philetus pleaſant pleaſe pleaſure praiſe ſaid ſay ſea ſee ſeen ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou doft thouſand twas twill uſe verfe verſe Whilft whofe whoſe wife worſe wound
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241 ÆäÀÌÁö - WELL then ; I now do plainly see This busy world and I shall ne'er agree. The very honey of all earthly joy Does, of all meats, the soonest cloy ; And they, methinks, deserve my pity Who for it can endure the stings, The crowd, and buzz, and murmurings Of this great hive, the city.
197 ÆäÀÌÁö - For every tree and every herb around With pearly dew was crown'd, And upon all the quicken'd ground The fruitful seed of Heaven did brooding lie, And nothing but the Muse's fleece was dry.
136 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
241 ÆäÀÌÁö - I descend to the grave May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books, both true, Both wise, and both delightful too!
204 ÆäÀÌÁö - Nature's watchful life and health Her joy, her ornament, and wealth ! Hail to thy husband, Heat, and thee ! Thou the world's beauteous bride, the lusty bridegroom he!
147 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thy silver hairs yielded me more Than even golden curls before. Had I the power of creation, As I have of generation, Where I the matter...
210 ÆäÀÌÁö - Must not from others' work a copy take ; No, not from Rubens or Vandyke ; Much less content himself to make it like Th' ideas and the images which lie In his own fancy, or his memory. No, he before his sight must place The natural and living face ; The real object must command Each judgment of his eye, and motion of his hand.
224 ÆäÀÌÁö - Nothing yet in thee is seen; But when a genial heat warms thee within, A new-born wood of various lines there grows; Here buds an L, and there a B, Here sprouts a V, and there a T, And all the flourishing letters stand in rows.
10 ÆäÀÌÁö - This has been the case with Shakspeare, Fletcher, Jonson, and many others ; part of whose poems I should take the boldness to prune and lop away, if the care of replanting them in print did belong to me : neither would I make any scruple to cut off from some the unnecessary...
266 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis hope is the most hopeless thing of all. Hope, thou bold taster of delight, Who, whilst thou should'st but taste, devour'st it quite!