Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, Volym 3W. Bulmer and Company, 1803 - 458 sidor |
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... soon death my fault amended . A Fiction how Cupid made a Nymph wound herself with his arrows . Ir chanc'd of late a shepherd's swain , That went to seek a strayed sheep , Within a thicket , on the plain , Espied a dainty nymph asleep ...
... soon death my fault amended . A Fiction how Cupid made a Nymph wound herself with his arrows . Ir chanc'd of late a shepherd's swain , That went to seek a strayed sheep , Within a thicket , on the plain , Espied a dainty nymph asleep ...
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... soon discern my state . Oft , those that do deserve disdain For forging fancies get the best reward ; Where I , who feel what they do feign , For too much love am had in no regard . Behold , by proof we see , The gallant living free His ...
... soon discern my state . Oft , those that do deserve disdain For forging fancies get the best reward ; Where I , who feel what they do feign , For too much love am had in no regard . Behold , by proof we see , The gallant living free His ...
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... soon - enamour'd swain : Those forced " wiles Of sighs and smiles Are all bestow'd on me in vain . " " you Syrens . " • " And . " 3 66 your . " 4 " shall . " " Neither shall a . " 10 " o'er - soon - enamour'd . " s " could . " 6 " Your ...
... soon - enamour'd swain : Those forced " wiles Of sighs and smiles Are all bestow'd on me in vain . " " you Syrens . " • " And . " 3 66 your . " 4 " shall . " " Neither shall a . " 10 " o'er - soon - enamour'd . " s " could . " 6 " Your ...
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... effect with thee it had with me , I'd crave " No sharper penance for the sinfull'st slave : " For soon it would possess me of my grave ! " 1 Quære . Appointment . Sax . [ STANZAS , ] [ Extracted out of " Alcilia UNCERTAIN AUTHORS . 147.
... effect with thee it had with me , I'd crave " No sharper penance for the sinfull'st slave : " For soon it would possess me of my grave ! " 1 Quære . Appointment . Sax . [ STANZAS , ] [ Extracted out of " Alcilia UNCERTAIN AUTHORS . 147.
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... out our days ! How we seek a thousand ways To find death ! the which , if none We sought out , would show us one . * Never was there morning yet Sweet as is the violet Which man's folly did not soon Wish to be expir'd [ 176 ]
... out our days ! How we seek a thousand ways To find death ! the which , if none We sought out , would show us one . * Never was there morning yet Sweet as is the violet Which man's folly did not soon Wish to be expir'd [ 176 ]
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Sida 132 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things : There is no armour against Fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Sida 278 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage.
Sida 193 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Sida 244 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Sida 126 - But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition ; Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to smell my fatal day, Yet sugaring the suspicion.
Sida 277 - Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free Fishes that tipple in the deep Know no such liberty.
Sida 277 - PRISON WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Sida 276 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Sida 252 - Marched boldly up, like our trained band, Presented, and away. When all the meat was on the table What man of knife, or teeth, was able To stay to be intreated ? And this the very reason was Before the parson could say grace The company was seated.
Sida 222 - Now the bright Morning Star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.