The Complete Poems of Sir Philip Sidney, Band 2Chatto and Windus, 1877 |
Inhalt
| 152 | |
| 153 | |
| 154 | |
| 162 | |
| 170 | |
| 172 | |
| 173 | |
| 174 | |
| 73 | |
| 79 | |
| 81 | |
| 85 | |
| 89 | |
| 90 | |
| 91 | |
| 103 | |
| 105 | |
| 106 | |
| 121 | |
| 149 | |
| 150 | |
| 151 | |
| 175 | |
| 176 | |
| 177 | |
| 178 | |
| 180 | |
| 187 | |
| 197 | |
| 202 | |
| 208 | |
| 215 | |
| 221 | |
| 228 | |
| 249 | |
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
answer Arcadia beames beare beast beautie blind bodies cause Cosma cruell dead death delight desire Diana DICK DORUS doth downe eares earth ease editions euen eyes face faire fall fancie feare feele fire flie force giue grace griefe haire hand happie hart hate hath haue head heare heart heauen Hell helpe himselfe hold hope hurt keepe Klaius leaue light Line liue looke loue meane minde Muse musicke Nature neuer NICO once paine Passion play poore praise Reason rest seeke seeme selfe sense shame shepheards shew shine Sidney sight sing song Sonnet soule Stella strange Strephon sunne sweet teares tell thee THERION things thinke thou thoughts trees true tune vertue vnto woes woods wretch yeeld ΙΟ
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 38 - AIXT amorist ! what, dost thou think To taste love's honey, and not drink One dram of gall ? or to devour A world of sweet, and taste no sour ? Dost thou ever think to enter Th' Elysian fields, that dar'st not venture In Charon's barge ? a lover's mind Must use to sail with every wind.
Seite 11 - Depart!' A word so gentle, to my mind, Weakly did seem to paint death's ugly dart. But now the stars, with their strange course do bind Me one to leave, with whom I leave my heart: I hear a cry of spirits, faint and blind, That parting thus, my chiefest part I part. Part of my life, the loathed part to me, Lives to impart my weary...
Seite 36 - Vertue, beautie, and speeche, did strike, wound, charme, My heart, eyes, eares, with wonder, loue, delight ; First, second, last did binde, enforce, and arme His works, showes, sutes, with wit, grace, and vowes
Seite 28 - How grateful! is our greeting. loyne hearts and hands, so let it be, Make but one Minde in Bodies three.
Seite 24 - Let dirge be sung, and trentals rightly read, For Love is dead; Sir Wrong his tomb ordaineth My mistress' marble heart; Which epitaph containeth, "Her eyes were once his dart.
Seite 21 - The nightingale, as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking, While late bare earth, proud of new clothing, springeth, Sings out her woes, a thorn her song-book making, And mournfully bewailing, Her throat in tunes expresseth What grief her breast oppresseth For Tereus" force on her chaste will prevailing.
Seite 63 - Now thy sweetness sour is deemed, Thy hair, not worth a hair esteemed, Reason hath thy words removed, Finding that but words they proved. Fa la la leridan, dan dan dan deridan ; Dan dan dan deridan deridan dei.
Seite 60 - As you, alas, my sun bends. Thus do I fall to rise thus, Thus do I die to live thus, Changed to a change, I change not. Thus may I not be from you: Thus be my senses on you: Thus what I think is of you: Thus what I seek is in you : All what I am, it is you. No, no, no, no, I cannot hate my foe, Although with cruel fire, First thrown on my desire, She sacks my rendered sprite.
Seite 33 - Swannes appearing, Sooner these than those in hearing. ' Therefore Pan, if thou mayst be Made to listen unto me, Grant, I say (if seely man May make treaty to god Pan) That I, without thy denying, May be still to thee relying.
Seite 255 - His heart in me keeps me and him in one; My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides: He loves my heart, for once it was his own ; I cherish his because in me it bides. His heart his wound received from my sight; My heart was wounded with his wounded heart; For as from me on him his hurt did light, So still methought in me his hurt did smart. Both, equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss, My true love hath my heart and I have his.