The uncompleted edition of Wither's poems, ed. by J.M. Gutch. 4 vols, Volym 21622 |
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... thou didst glory in thy blessed state ; Which thou indeed hadst cause enough to do . For when I saw thee place all thy delight Upon his worth ; and then when thou didst place it , ( And thy Joy almost mounted to her height ) His hapless ...
... thou didst glory in thy blessed state ; Which thou indeed hadst cause enough to do . For when I saw thee place all thy delight Upon his worth ; and then when thou didst place it , ( And thy Joy almost mounted to her height ) His hapless ...
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... thou in his loss hast made us poor , Foul Tyrant ! it shall never honour do thee ; For thou hast shewn thyself a spiteful fiend . Yea , Death ! thou didst envy his happy state , And therefore thought'st to bring it to an end ; But see ...
... thou in his loss hast made us poor , Foul Tyrant ! it shall never honour do thee ; For thou hast shewn thyself a spiteful fiend . Yea , Death ! thou didst envy his happy state , And therefore thought'st to bring it to an end ; But see ...
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... thou attended so ? Do not , Oh do not , make such haste away . But art thou captive , and in triumph too ? Oh me ! and worse too , lifeless , breathless , dead . How could the monster , Death , this mischief do ? Surely the coward took ...
... thou attended so ? Do not , Oh do not , make such haste away . But art thou captive , and in triumph too ? Oh me ! and worse too , lifeless , breathless , dead . How could the monster , Death , this mischief do ? Surely the coward took ...
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... Thou art so royal that thou wouldst forgive . For , well I know , thy sacred Majesty Hath ever been admir'd for clemency , And at thy gentleness the world hath wonder'd , For making sun - shine where thou mightst have thunder'd ; Yea ...
... Thou art so royal that thou wouldst forgive . For , well I know , thy sacred Majesty Hath ever been admir'd for clemency , And at thy gentleness the world hath wonder'd , For making sun - shine where thou mightst have thunder'd ; Yea ...
Sida 34
... thou didst never yet thy glory stain With an injustice to the meanest swain . ' Tis not thy will I'm wrong'd , nor dost thou know , If I have suffered injuries or no ; For , if I have not heard false rumours fly , Th'ast grac'd me with ...
... thou didst never yet thy glory stain With an injustice to the meanest swain . ' Tis not thy will I'm wrong'd , nor dost thou know , If I have suffered injuries or no ; For , if I have not heard false rumours fly , Th'ast grac'd me with ...
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Alexis art thou bear behold blessed Canticle cause Christ church comfort confess contemn Count Palatine Cuddy dare dear death deign delight doth e'er earth Eclogue Edom envy EPIGRAM Epithalamion esteem eternal Ev'n ev'ry evermore eyes fair faith fame Father favour fear flesh foes fortunes friends George Wither give glory grace grief hand hate hath hear heart heav'n holy honest honour hope Hymns innocence Israel Jerusalem King live Lord malice Marshalsea means mercy mind Muse myrrh ne'er never nought nymphs Philarete pity pleas'd pleasure poor praise pray Prince Religio Medici Rhine Saint Satires Satyrs scorn shame shepherds shew sing Sisera SONG sorrow soul spirit spite sweet thee there's thine things thou art thou didst thou dost thou hast thought thy name true unto villainy virtue vouchsafe whilst Willy worth wrath
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Sida 166 - 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.
Sida 146 - 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 an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Sida 145 - 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 166 - 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 rude portals that give light More to Terror than Delight : This my chamber of Neglect, Wall'd about with Disrespect ; From all these and this dull air, A fit object for despair, She hath taught me by her might To draw comfort and...
Sida 297 - I feel not in myself those common antipathies that I can discover in others : those national repugnances do not touch me, nor do I behold with prejudice the French, Italian, Spaniard, or Dutch...
Sida 145 - When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, 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. When...
Sida 167 - 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 : Though our wise ones call...
Sida 167 - Beating on these hollow caves; This black den which rocks emboss, Overgrown with eldest moss: The rude portals that give light More to terror than delight; This my chamber of neglect, Walled about with disrespect. From all these, and this dull air, A fit object for despair, She hath taught me by her might To draw comfort and delight.
Sida 65 - I FIRST adventure, with fool-hardy might, To tread the steps of perilous despite. I first adventure, follow me who list, And be the second English satirist.
Sida 165 - Wer't in mortal's power to do.) She doth tell me where to borrow Comfort in the midst of sorrow ; Makes the desolatest place To her presence be a grace ; And the blackest discontents Be her fairest ornaments.