The English Poets: Selections with Critical Introductions, 2권Thomas Humphry Ward Macmillan, 1905 |
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... Poems : • II 12 12 · • 14 14 15 • 15 15 16 16 17 18 · 21 • · • 21 • · 21 22 · The Editor 24 Sonnets Sextain Song . To Chloris . Sonnet to Sir W. Alexander 171535 28 30 31 33 33 Extracts from The Flowers of Sion : Sonnet For the.
... Poems : • II 12 12 · • 14 14 15 • 15 15 16 16 17 18 · 21 • · • 21 • · 21 22 · The Editor 24 Sonnets Sextain Song . To Chloris . Sonnet to Sir W. Alexander 171535 28 30 31 33 33 Extracts from The Flowers of Sion : Sonnet For the.
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... Poems ) The Charm ( from The Inner Temple Masque ) Sonnet • GEORGE WITHER ( 1588-1667 ) Weakness ( from Abuses Stript and Whipt ) Eclogue 4 ( from The Shepherd's Hunting ) The Author's Resolution in a Sonnet ( from Fidelia ) Love Poems ...
... Poems ) The Charm ( from The Inner Temple Masque ) Sonnet • GEORGE WITHER ( 1588-1667 ) Weakness ( from Abuses Stript and Whipt ) Eclogue 4 ( from The Shepherd's Hunting ) The Author's Resolution in a Sonnet ( from Fidelia ) Love Poems ...
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... Poems ) · · The Might of Death ( from Cupid and Death , a Masque ) A Dirge ( from The Contention of Ajax and Ulysses ) THOMAS RANDOLPH ( 1605-1634-5 ) Ode to Master Anthony Stafford Extract from The Cotswold Eclogue " " A Pastoral ...
... Poems ) · · The Might of Death ( from Cupid and Death , a Masque ) A Dirge ( from The Contention of Ajax and Ulysses ) THOMAS RANDOLPH ( 1605-1634-5 ) Ode to Master Anthony Stafford Extract from The Cotswold Eclogue " " A Pastoral ...
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... poem entitled Heroologia , of the Worthies of this Country roused by Fame , and to dedicate it to his country , ' nothing came of the project . Nor would it appear that the burning of his library , for which he execrated ' the lame Lord ...
... poem entitled Heroologia , of the Worthies of this Country roused by Fame , and to dedicate it to his country , ' nothing came of the project . Nor would it appear that the burning of his library , for which he execrated ' the lame Lord ...
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... poems is not to work rapidly up to a point at the close . If this be borne in mind , the felicitous terseness of these Epigrams , and of those pieces in the Underwoods which belong to the same class , will not be denied the admiration ...
... poems is not to work rapidly up to a point at the close . If this be borne in mind , the felicitous terseness of these Epigrams , and of those pieces in the Underwoods which belong to the same class , will not be denied the admiration ...
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Absalom and Achitophel Æneid beauty Ben Jonson born breast breath bright Castara Catullus charm Comus conceits Cowley Crashaw crown death delight died dost doth Dryden earth EDMUND W English English poetry eternal eyes fair fame fancy fate fear fire flame flowers foes Giles Fletcher give glory grace Habington hand happy hast hath heart heaven hell Herbert heroic couplet Herrick Hesperides honour Hudibras Jonson King kiss light live Lord Lycidas Milton mind mistress Muse nature never night o'er once Paradise Paradise Lost Paradise Regained passion Perilla pleasure poems poet poetic poetry praise rose sacred satire shade shine sighs sing sleep song sonnet soul stars Sweet Spirit tears thee thine things thou shalt thought tree verse Waller wanton weep WILLIAM HABINGTON winds wings write youth
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218 페이지 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, poor captives, creep to death.
218 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 - I should (said He) Bestow this jewel also on My creature, He would adore My gifts instead of Me, And rest in nature, not the God of nature : So both should losers be. Yet let him keep the rest, But keep them with repining restlessness : Let him be rich and weary, that at least, If goodness lead him not, yet weariness May toss him to My breast.
455 페이지 - A daring pilot in extremity, Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high, He sought the storms ; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit.
301 페이지 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amourist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite ; nor to be obtained by the invocation of dame Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that eternal spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
185 페이지 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
178 페이지 - Why so pale and wan, fond 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? Prithee, why so mute? Quit, quit, for shame, this will not move: This cannot take her. If of herself she will not love, Nothing can make her: The devil take her!
319 페이지 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
326 페이지 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
328 페이지 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.