Second period. From Spenser to Dryden (cont.)James Nichol, 1860 |
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Sida 13
... passing and profound touches , worthy of Juvenal , and reminding one of the fires of Egypt , which ran along the ground , scorching all things while they pursued their unabated speed ; -the spirit of satire , strong as death , and cruel ...
... passing and profound touches , worthy of Juvenal , and reminding one of the fires of Egypt , which ran along the ground , scorching all things while they pursued their unabated speed ; -the spirit of satire , strong as death , and cruel ...
Sida 17
... pass'd the English shore , Yet fain would counted be a conqueror . His hair , French - like , stares on his frighted head , One lock , Amazon - like , dishevelled , As if he meant to wear a native cord , If chance his fates should him ...
... pass'd the English shore , Yet fain would counted be a conqueror . His hair , French - like , stares on his frighted head , One lock , Amazon - like , dishevelled , As if he meant to wear a native cord , If chance his fates should him ...
Sida 44
... Pass like the unregarded breath of fools . ABRAHAM COWLEY . THE ' melancholy ' and musical Cowley was born in London in the year 1618. He was the posthumous son of a worthy grocer , who lived in Fleet Street , near the end of Chancery ...
... Pass like the unregarded breath of fools . ABRAHAM COWLEY . THE ' melancholy ' and musical Cowley was born in London in the year 1618. He was the posthumous son of a worthy grocer , who lived in Fleet Street , near the end of Chancery ...
Sida 59
... pass , As through a multiplying - glass ; And sometimes , if the object be too far , We take a falling meteor for a star . 3 Hence ' tis a wit , that greatest word of fame , Grows such a common name ; And wits by our creation they ...
... pass , As through a multiplying - glass ; And sometimes , if the object be too far , We take a falling meteor for a star . 3 Hence ' tis a wit , that greatest word of fame , Grows such a common name ; And wits by our creation they ...
Sida 91
... pass , And thus Jerus'lem left , Jerusalem that was ! Thus Zedechia saw , and this not all ; Before his face his friends and children fall , The sport of insolent victors : this he views , A king and father once : ill Fate could use His ...
... pass , And thus Jerus'lem left , Jerusalem that was ! Thus Zedechia saw , and this not all ; Before his face his friends and children fall , The sport of insolent victors : this he views , A king and father once : ill Fate could use His ...
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Anacreon ANDREW MARVELL angels Argalia battle of Newbury beasts beauty bless'd blood blush breath bright brought Chertsey Clearchus clouds Cowley crown dark dead death delight didst doth e'er earth eyes fair fame fancy fate fear feast fire flame flowers forests fly glory God's Goltho Gondibert grace grief grow hand haste hath head heart heaven hunt Ismenus Izaak Walton JOHN CHALKHILL King labour light live look Lord Lord St Albans mighty mind Muse ne'er never night o'er Pharaoh Pindar poems poet poor praise prince proud rage Rhodalind ROGET sacred savage justice shade shine sight sing sleep smile soft song soul spirit spring stars sweet swift tears thee thine things thou dost thought trees twas Twixt unto verse wanton weep weeping night Whilst wind wings wounds youth
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Sida 267 - I saw eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm as it was bright; And round beneath it, time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled...
Sida 184 - Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot, Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside...
Sida 36 - Get up, get up for shame ! the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws her fair Fresh-quilted colours through the air: Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree. Each flower has wept, and bow'd toward the east. Above an hour since ; yet you not drest, Nay ! not so much as out of bed ? When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful hymns : 'tis sin, Nay, profanation, to keep in, — Whenas a thousand virgins on this day,...
Sida 25 - Ah BEN! Say how, or when Shall we thy guests Meet at those lyric feasts, Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ? Where we such clusters had, As made us nobly wild, not mad ; And yet each verse of thine Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Sida 36 - Come, my Corinna, come; and, coming, mark How each field turns a street, each street a park Made green and trimm'd with trees: see how Devotion gives each house a bough Or branch: each porch, each door, ere this An ark, a tabernacle is, Made up of white-thorn neatly interwove; As if here were those cooler shades of love.
Sida 37 - As if here were those cooler shades of love. Can such delights be in the street, And open fields, and we not...
Sida 183 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men: Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
Sida 26 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time...
Sida 117 - 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...
Sida 183 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.