The St. James's Magazine, 15±Ç

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W. Kent, 1866
 

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392 ÆäÀÌÁö - That very time I saw, (but thou couldst not,) Flying between the cold -moon and the earth, Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took At a fair vestal, throned by the west; And...
391 ÆäÀÌÁö - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.
391 ÆäÀÌÁö - O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
393 ÆäÀÌÁö - QUEEN and Huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy...
393 ÆäÀÌÁö - Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose: Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess, excellently bright! Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal shining quiver: Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever; Thou that mak'st a day of night, Goddess, excellently bright!
507 ÆäÀÌÁö - Have we not seen, at Pleasure's lordly call, The smiling, long-frequented village fall ? Beheld the duteous son, the sire decay'd, The modest matron, and the blushing maid, Forced from their homes, a melancholy train, To traverse climes beyond the western main...
175 ÆäÀÌÁö - I do not hear yet, that you have spoken one word against me ; here is no treason of mine done. If my lord Cobham be a traitor, what is that to me ? Attorney. All that he did was by thy instigation, thou viper ; for I thou thee, thou traitor.
389 ÆäÀÌÁö - And as I grew in years, still didst thou blend With all my ardours ; thou wast the deep glen : Thou wast the mountain-top — the sage's pen — The poet's harp — the voice of friends — the sun ; Thou wast the river — thou wast glory won ; Thou wast my clarion's blast— thou wast my steed — My goblet full of wine — my topmost deed: — Thou wast the charm of women, lovely Moon...
8 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis to put passion out to nurse, And send one's heart to school. Love all at once should from the earth Start up full grown and tall; If not an Adam at his birth, He is no love at all.
380 ÆäÀÌÁö - I dare to say thou wert never matched of none earthly knight's hand. And thou wert the courteousest knight that ever bare shield ; and thou wert the truest friend to thy lover that ever bestrode horse; and thou were the truest lover, of a sinful man, that ever loved woman ; and thou wert the kindest man that ever struck with sword. And thou wert the goodliest person that ever came among press of knights. And thou wert the meekest man, and the gentlest, that ever ate in hall among ladies. And thou...

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