The Pembroke Booklets: First Series, Volym 1–3J.R. Tutin, 1905 |
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... earth we are but pilgrims made , And should in soul up to our country move : True - and yet true , that I must Stella love . ( Astrophel and Stella , V. ) Stella's Face QUEEN Virtue's Court , which some call Stella's face , Prepared by ...
... earth we are but pilgrims made , And should in soul up to our country move : True - and yet true , that I must Stella love . ( Astrophel and Stella , V. ) Stella's Face QUEEN Virtue's Court , which some call Stella's face , Prepared by ...
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... earth with scorn recount my case , -- But do not will me from my love to fly . I do not envy Aristotle's wit , Nor do aspire to Cæsar's bleeding fame ; Nor aught do care though some above me sit ; Nor hope nor wish another course to ...
... earth with scorn recount my case , -- But do not will me from my love to fly . I do not envy Aristotle's wit , Nor do aspire to Cæsar's bleeding fame ; Nor aught do care though some above me sit ; Nor hope nor wish another course to ...
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... earth the water drink ; Love to earth makes water sink : And if dumb things be so witty , Shall a heavenly grace want pity ? ” There his hands in their speech fain Would have made tongue's language plain , But her hands , his hands ...
... earth the water drink ; Love to earth makes water sink : And if dumb things be so witty , Shall a heavenly grace want pity ? ” There his hands in their speech fain Would have made tongue's language plain , But her hands , his hands ...
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... Earth now deck herself with flowers To see her offspring seek a good increase , Where justest love doth vanish Cupid's powers , And war of thoughts is swallowed up in peace , Which never may decrease , But , like the turtles fair , Live ...
... Earth now deck herself with flowers To see her offspring seek a good increase , Where justest love doth vanish Cupid's powers , And war of thoughts is swallowed up in peace , Which never may decrease , But , like the turtles fair , Live ...
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... Earth is decked with flowers , the Heavens displayed ; Muses grant gifts , Nymphs , long and joined life , Pan , store of babes , Virtue , their thoughts well stayed ; Cupid's lust gone , and gone is bitter strife . Happy man , happy ...
... Earth is decked with flowers , the Heavens displayed ; Muses grant gifts , Nymphs , long and joined life , Pan , store of babes , Virtue , their thoughts well stayed ; Cupid's lust gone , and gone is bitter strife . Happy man , happy ...
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angels Arcadia Astræa Astrophel and Stella babe beams beauty BERTRAM DOBELL birds blessed blest bliss breast breath bright Britannia's Pastorals CALIFORNIA LIBRARY Corydon coupled joys maintain dear death delight deridan divine doth earth eternity eyes face fair fairest fancy farewell fear flock flowers forbear to weep George Wither glory grace grief happy hast hath heart heaven heavenly honour Hymen J. R. Tutin kiss leave light live long their coupled look Love's Mary Sidney merry mind mourn Muse Nature's never Nicholas Breton night nymphs pain Passion Phyllida Phyllis pleasure Poems poets poor praise rich sense shepherd shine sight Sir Philip Sidney sleep song sorrow soul do sing spring stars streams sweet baby sweetest tears thee THENOT thine things Thomas Traherne Thomas Vaughan thought Traherne tree true twas UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA unto verse wounds
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Sida 36 - 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 27 - LEAVE me, O Love, which reachest but to dust; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things ; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust: Whatever fades, but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet yoke where lasting freedoms be ; Which breaks the clouds, and opens forth the light That doth both shine and give us sight to see.
Sida 14 - Town-folks my strength; a daintier judge applies His praise to sleight which from good use doth rise; Some lucky wits impute it but to chance...
Sida 13 - Of those fierce darts, Despair at me doth throw; 0 make in me those civil wars to cease : 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed ; A chamber, deaf to noise, and blind to light; A rosy garland, and a weary head. And if these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me Livelier than elsewhere Stella's image see.
Sida 63 - To hear him speak, and sweetly smile, You were in Paradise the while. A sweet attractive kind of grace ,* A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face. The lineaments of Gospel bookt — I trow that count'nance cannot lye, Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.
Sida 31 - No more, my dear, no more these counsels try; 0 give my passions leave to run their race; Let Fortune lay on me her worst disgrace; Let folk o'ercharged with brain against me cry; Let clouds bedim my face, break in mine eye; Let me no steps, but of lost labour, trace; Let all the earth with scorn recount my case— But do not will me from my love to fly.
Sida 53 - Before I understood this place Appointed for my second race, Or taught my soul to fancy aught But a white, celestial thought; When yet I had not walked above A mile or two from my first love, And looking back — at that short space — Could see a glimpse of his bright face...
Sida 21 - Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be; And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to trampling horses
Sida 22 - Thine eyes my pride, thy lips mine history: If thou praise not, all other praise is shame. Nor so ambitious am I as to frame A nest for my young praise in laurel tree : In truth I swear, I wish not there should be Graved in my epitaph a poet's name. Ne, if I would, could I just title make, That any laud thereof to me should grow, Without my plumes from others...
Sida 55 - Dear, harmless age! the short, swift span, Where weeping virtue parts with man; Where love without lust dwells, and bends What way we please, without self-ends. An age of mysteries! which he Must live twice, that would Gods face see; Which Angels guard, and with it play, Angels! which foul men drive away.