Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, with a Biography of Each Poet, &c, 3권H. Washbourne, 1845 |
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... fate I now repent , but ' tis too late . No torment is so bad as love , So bitter to my soul can prove . All my griefs to this are jolly , Nought so harsh as melancholy . Friends and companions , get you gone ! ' Tis my desire to be ...
... fate I now repent , but ' tis too late . No torment is so bad as love , So bitter to my soul can prove . All my griefs to this are jolly , Nought so harsh as melancholy . Friends and companions , get you gone ! ' Tis my desire to be ...
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... fate did fetch Me , poor wretch , Into this unhappy error ; Which to plague , no tyrant's mind Pain can find Like my heart's self - guilty terror . Then , O then ! let that suffice , Your dear eyes Need not , need not more afflict me ...
... fate did fetch Me , poor wretch , Into this unhappy error ; Which to plague , no tyrant's mind Pain can find Like my heart's self - guilty terror . Then , O then ! let that suffice , Your dear eyes Need not , need not more afflict me ...
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... fate : For , courtly silks in cares are spent , When country's russet breeds content . The power of sceptres we admire , But sheep - hook for our use desire . Simple and low is our condition , For here with us is no ambition ; We with ...
... fate : For , courtly silks in cares are spent , When country's russet breeds content . The power of sceptres we admire , But sheep - hook for our use desire . Simple and low is our condition , For here with us is no ambition ; We with ...
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... fate my happy wish refuses , Let me alone enjoy my low estate , Of all the gifts that fair Parnassus uses , Only scorn'd poverty and Fortune's hate Common I find to me and to the Muses ; But with the Muses welcome poorest fate ! Safe in ...
... fate my happy wish refuses , Let me alone enjoy my low estate , Of all the gifts that fair Parnassus uses , Only scorn'd poverty and Fortune's hate Common I find to me and to the Muses ; But with the Muses welcome poorest fate ! Safe in ...
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... Fate's hidden ends eyes cannot see . Joys , as winged dreams , fly fast ; Why should sadness longer last ? Grief is but a wound to wo ; Gentlest fair ! mourn , mourn no mo . SONG . [ In " The Captain . " ] 56 REIGN OF JAMES I.
... Fate's hidden ends eyes cannot see . Joys , as winged dreams , fly fast ; Why should sadness longer last ? Grief is but a wound to wo ; Gentlest fair ! mourn , mourn no mo . SONG . [ In " The Captain . " ] 56 REIGN OF JAMES I.
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176 페이지 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
25 페이지 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
122 페이지 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
204 페이지 - CAPTAIN or colonel, or knight in arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, If deed of honour did thee ever please, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. He can requite thee, for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. Lift not thy spear against the Muses...
255 페이지 - 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. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
224 페이지 - ... lover? Prithee why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee why so pale? Why so dull and mute, young sinner? Prithee why so mute? Will, when speaking well can't win her, Saying nothing do't?
256 페이지 - 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.
231 페이지 - The side that's next the sun. Her lips were red, and one was thin, Compar'd to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly) ; But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face ; I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July.
90 페이지 - The strange music of the waves Beating on these hollow caves, This black den which rocks emboss, Overgrown with eldest moss, The rude portals that give light More to terror than delight, This my chamber of neglect Walled about with disrespect, From all these and this dull air,— A fit object for despair, — She hath taught me, by her might, To draw comfort and delight.
203 페이지 - Now the bright Morning Star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.