Dawn to daylight; or, Gleams from the poets of twelve centuriesFrederick Warne & Company, 1874 - 298 sidor |
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... fire , and ravages the land Prayers in bitterness of soul preferred ... Charity Softens the high , and rears the abject mind . The grounds which on the right aspire , In dimness from the view retire } L . FRÖLICH 125 } L . FROLICH 126 ...
... fire , and ravages the land Prayers in bitterness of soul preferred ... Charity Softens the high , and rears the abject mind . The grounds which on the right aspire , In dimness from the view retire } L . FRÖLICH 125 } L . FROLICH 126 ...
Sida 5
... fire Of rest was Noah's dove bereft While they our wisest hours engage , They'll joy our youth , support our age Like a kind angel , whisper peace , And smooth the bed of death Each takes the phrase in his own private view With Prudence ...
... fire Of rest was Noah's dove bereft While they our wisest hours engage , They'll joy our youth , support our age Like a kind angel , whisper peace , And smooth the bed of death Each takes the phrase in his own private view With Prudence ...
Sida 21
... was be Dame Flora the Quene So nobilly that joy was for to seen . The rock agane the river , resplendent As low † enlumynit all the levis schene . * Stars . + Fire . Leaves bright . SIR THOMAS WYAT . 1503-1554 . Sir Thomas Wyat to. 21.
... was be Dame Flora the Quene So nobilly that joy was for to seen . The rock agane the river , resplendent As low † enlumynit all the levis schene . * Stars . + Fire . Leaves bright . SIR THOMAS WYAT . 1503-1554 . Sir Thomas Wyat to. 21.
Sida 43
... snowballs do , Not like fire , by burning too : But when she , by change , hath got To her heart a second lot , Then , if others share with me , Farewell her , whate'er she be ! Wrong not , sweet Mistress of my cart . RONG 43 6-2.
... snowballs do , Not like fire , by burning too : But when she , by change , hath got To her heart a second lot , Then , if others share with me , Farewell her , whate'er she be ! Wrong not , sweet Mistress of my cart . RONG 43 6-2.
Sida 89
... fire that never dies ; How she conveyed him softly in a sleep , His temples bound with poppy , to the steep Head of old Latmus , where she stoops each night , Gilding the mountains with her brother's light , To kiss her sweetest . The ...
... fire that never dies ; How she conveyed him softly in a sleep , His temples bound with poppy , to the steep Head of old Latmus , where she stoops each night , Gilding the mountains with her brother's light , To kiss her sweetest . The ...
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angels bear beauty beneath birds BIRKET FOSTER bless blow brave bright dark dead dear death deep doth earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers Forget friends give glory gold grave green hall hame hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour JOHN keep kind King land leave lies light live look Lord mind morning mountains Nature never night noble o'er once pain pass peace pleasure poets poor pride rest rich rise rock rose round shade shine sight sing Sleep smile song soul sound SPIRIT Spring star stream sweet tears tell thee things thou thought tree true turns voice waters wave wide wild wind wings youth
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Sida 234 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Sida 70 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Sida 223 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Sida 142 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
Sida 269 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Sida 30 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Sida 61 - 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.
Sida 104 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave The stars, with deep amaze.
Sida 82 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Sida 118 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind.