Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language,Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1811 |
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... Lord ! how the gentle nymph doth start . She runs not now , she shoots no more ; Away she throws both shafts and bow : She seeks for that she shunn'd before , She thinks the shepherd's haste too slow , Though mountains meet not , lovers ...
... Lord ! how the gentle nymph doth start . She runs not now , she shoots no more ; Away she throws both shafts and bow : She seeks for that she shunn'd before , She thinks the shepherd's haste too slow , Though mountains meet not , lovers ...
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... lord Hayes , printed 1607 , 4to . and the other repre . sented at lord Knowles's , at Cawsome house , & c . printed 1613 , 4to . The following pieces are taken from Davison's miscellany . W. Of Corinna's Singing . HEN to her lute ...
... lord Hayes , printed 1607 , 4to . and the other repre . sented at lord Knowles's , at Cawsome house , & c . printed 1613 , 4to . The following pieces are taken from Davison's miscellany . W. Of Corinna's Singing . HEN to her lute ...
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... lord Falkland , who contributed two copies of verses in honour of his Tragedy and his Psalms . He died in 1643 . His poetical version of Ovid's Metamorphoses , once much admired , was originally published in 1627 , with the first book ...
... lord Falkland , who contributed two copies of verses in honour of his Tragedy and his Psalms . He died in 1643 . His poetical version of Ovid's Metamorphoses , once much admired , was originally published in 1627 , with the first book ...
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... Lord with all your powers ! Angels , your clear voices raise ! Him you heavenly armies praise ! Sun , and moon with borrow'd light , All you sparkling eyes of night , Waters hanging in the air , Heaven of heavens , his praise declare ...
... Lord with all your powers ! Angels , your clear voices raise ! Him you heavenly armies praise ! Sun , and moon with borrow'd light , All you sparkling eyes of night , Waters hanging in the air , Heaven of heavens , his praise declare ...
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... lord Orford has al- ready observed ) most admirably drawn by lord Claren- don ( Hist . Rebellion , Vol . I. p . 57. ) A collection of poems , partly written by him , partly by Sir Benjamin Ruddier , and partly ( as it should seem ) ...
... lord Orford has al- ready observed ) most admirably drawn by lord Claren- don ( Hist . Rebellion , Vol . I. p . 57. ) A collection of poems , partly written by him , partly by Sir Benjamin Ruddier , and partly ( as it should seem ) ...
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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 31 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
Sida 278 - 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 275 - 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 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 194 - 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. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
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 85 - 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! If she slight me, when I woo, I can scorn, and let her go! For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be?
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.
Sida 63 - Fountain heads and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed save bats and owls! A midnight bell, a parting groan, These are the sounds we feed upon; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley; Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.