The Book of Gems: Chaucer to PriorSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1836 |
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... appears not to have attained his highest eminence until nearly sixty years old . After Lydgate , if we except Hawes and Skelton , who whimsically but accurately described his own rhymes as " ragged , Tattered and jagged , Rudely rain ...
... appears not to have attained his highest eminence until nearly sixty years old . After Lydgate , if we except Hawes and Skelton , who whimsically but accurately described his own rhymes as " ragged , Tattered and jagged , Rudely rain ...
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... appears to have wooed an " unkinde and un- piteous " love , but , from the tenor of his verse , it is little likely that he took the matter much to heart ; - he was rather " the lover who waxeth wyser , and will not dye for affection ...
... appears to have wooed an " unkinde and un- piteous " love , but , from the tenor of his verse , it is little likely that he took the matter much to heart ; - he was rather " the lover who waxeth wyser , and will not dye for affection ...
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... appear ; " but it is so vastly superior to the known compositions of this author , that we are inclined to withhold from him the merit of having produced it , and prefer the authority of the collector of " Ancient Reliques , " who ...
... appear ; " but it is so vastly superior to the known compositions of this author , that we are inclined to withhold from him the merit of having produced it , and prefer the authority of the collector of " Ancient Reliques , " who ...
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... Appears in clouds and horror to the rest . Offer these truths to pow'r , will she obey ? It prunes her pomp , perchance ploughs up the root ; It pride of tyrants humors doth allay , Makes God their lord , and casts them at his foot ...
... Appears in clouds and horror to the rest . Offer these truths to pow'r , will she obey ? It prunes her pomp , perchance ploughs up the root ; It pride of tyrants humors doth allay , Makes God their lord , and casts them at his foot ...
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... appears to have been disheartened by the vainness of his attempts to stay the progress of the Reformation , " living ... appearing more easy and welcome than such continued torture , he applied to the Lord Treasurer Cecil , that he might ...
... appears to have been disheartened by the vainness of his attempts to stay the progress of the Reformation , " living ... appearing more easy and welcome than such continued torture , he applied to the Lord Treasurer Cecil , that he might ...
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221 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
106 ÆäÀÌÁö - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
138 ÆäÀÌÁö - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound.
267 ÆäÀÌÁö - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet; But apples, plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice.
271 ÆäÀÌÁö - Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood, And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews.
227 ÆäÀÌÁö - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But O, sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower ? Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek. Or call up him that left...
223 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade...
267 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ambergris on shore. He cast (of which we rather boast) The Gospel's Pearl upon our Coast. And in these Rocks for us did frame A Temple, where to sound his Name. Oh let our Voice his Praise exalt, Till it arrive at Heaven's Vault : Which thence (perhaps) rebounding may Echo beyond the Mexique Bay.
200 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness? It was gone Quite under ground; as flowers depart To see their mother-root, when they have blown; Where they together All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown.
226 ÆäÀÌÁö - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes; There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad, leaden, downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast.