The Poetry of George Wither, Volym 1A.H. Bullen, 1902 |
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... delight in turning over the carefully - protected leaves till one lights upon the earliest appearance of the immortal lyric , " Shall I wasting in despair . " The book also contains a long introduction , not without interest . The first ...
... delight in turning over the carefully - protected leaves till one lights upon the earliest appearance of the immortal lyric , " Shall I wasting in despair . " The book also contains a long introduction , not without interest . The first ...
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... delight , to moan thy misery ? 30 ' Tis time our loves should these suspects forbear : Thou art that friend , which thou unnamed should'st know , And not have drawn my love in question so . 40 Philarete . Forgive me , and I'll pardon ...
... delight , to moan thy misery ? 30 ' Tis time our loves should these suspects forbear : Thou art that friend , which thou unnamed should'st know , And not have drawn my love in question so . 40 Philarete . Forgive me , and I'll pardon ...
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... This barren place yields somewhat to relieve : For , I have found sufficient to content me , And more true bliss than ever freedom lent me . 50 60 70 Willy . Are prisons then grown places of delight ? 12 THE SHEPHERD'S HUNTING [ Ecl . I.
... This barren place yields somewhat to relieve : For , I have found sufficient to content me , And more true bliss than ever freedom lent me . 50 60 70 Willy . Are prisons then grown places of delight ? 12 THE SHEPHERD'S HUNTING [ Ecl . I.
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George Wither Frank Sidgwick. Willy . Are prisons then grown places of delight ? Philarete . ' Tis as the conscience of the prisoner is ; The very grates are able to affright The guilty man , that knows his deeds amiss ; All outward ...
George Wither Frank Sidgwick. Willy . Are prisons then grown places of delight ? Philarete . ' Tis as the conscience of the prisoner is ; The very grates are able to affright The guilty man , that knows his deeds amiss ; All outward ...
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... delight that most possessed me Was hunting foxes , wolves , and beasts of prey That spoil our folds , and bear our lambs away . For this , as also for the love I bear Unto my country , I laid by all care Of gain , or of preferment ...
... delight that most possessed me Was hunting foxes , wolves , and beasts of prey That spoil our folds , and bear our lambs away . For this , as also for the love I bear Unto my country , I laid by all care Of gain , or of preferment ...
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33 read A. H. BULLEN Abuses Stript Alexis barley-break behold Bentworth cause Charles Lamb conceit copy court Cuddy delight despair doth Earlier eds Early eds Eclogue edition Elizabeth Elizabeth Barry Envy Epigram Epithalamia Fair Virtue Falero fame favour fear Fidelia flocks fortunes friends George Wither give grace grieve Gutch hate hath hear heart hope John Juvenilia Lamb Later eds lero live LONDON Manydown Marshalsea mind Muse ne'er never nought nymphs passion pastoral perhaps Philarete pity poem poet Prince printed reprinted rest Roget Samuel Egerton Brydges satires Satyre scorn seems Shepherd's Hunting Shepherd's Pipe sing song SONNET sorrow Stript and Whipt swain sweet tell Thame thee there's thine thou art thou didst thou dost thou hast thou wert thought title-page true twas unto verse whilst Willy Wootton St worth wrong
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Sida 138 - SHALL I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care 'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flowery meads in May, If she think not well of me, What care I how fair she be?
Sida 61 - By a daisy, whose leaves spread, Shut when Titan goes to bed ; Or a shady bush or tree, She could more infuse in me, Than all Nature's beauties can In some other wiser man. By her help I also now Make this churlish place allow Some things that may sweeten gladness, In the very gall of sadness. The dull loneness, the black shade, That these hanging vaults have made ; The strange music of the waves, Beating on these hollow caves ; This black den which rocks emboss, Overgrown with eldest moss : The...
Sida 139 - Think what with them they would do That without them dare to woo ; And unless that mind I see, What care I how great she be ? Great, or good, or kind, or fair, I will ne'er the more despair: If she love me, this believe, I will die ere she shall grieve : If she slight me when I woo, I can scorn and let her go ; For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be ? George Wither.
Sida 59 - Here I waste away the light, And consume the sullen night, She doth for my comfort stay, And keeps many cares away. Though I miss the flowery fields, With those sweets the springtide yields...
Sida 60 - I saw I could some invention draw, And raise pleasure to her height Through the meanest object's sight.
Sida 139 - Be she meeker, kinder, than fhe turtle-dove or pelican : If she be not so to me, What care I how kind she be? Shall a woman's virtues move Me to perish for her love? Or, her well-deservings known, Make me quite forget mine own?
Sida 59 - I'll fly where I never did : And though for her sake I'm crost, Though my best hopes I have lost, And knew she would...
Sida 138 - Cause I see a woman kind ; Or a well-disposed nature Joined with a lovely feature ? Be she meeker, kinder, than Turtle-dove or pelican, If she be not so to me What care I how kind she be...
Sida 61 - Though thou be to them a scorn That to nought but earth are born, Let my life no longer be Than I am in love with thee...