Select Beauties of Ancient English Poetry, Band 2J. Sharpe, 1810 |
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... lost , That net that holds no great takes little fish ; In some things all , in all things none are crost , Few all they need , but none have all they wish . Unmeddled joys here to no man befal , Who least hath some , who most hath ...
... lost , That net that holds no great takes little fish ; In some things all , in all things none are crost , Few all they need , but none have all they wish . Unmeddled joys here to no man befal , Who least hath some , who most hath ...
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... lost , Confounded , and in deep amazement stood , In the discovery of the chiefest good : Keenly they hunted * , beat in every brake , Forwards they went , on either hand , and back Return'd they counter ; but their deep - mouth'd art ...
... lost , Confounded , and in deep amazement stood , In the discovery of the chiefest good : Keenly they hunted * , beat in every brake , Forwards they went , on either hand , and back Return'd they counter ; but their deep - mouth'd art ...
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... lost that great prerogative ; but thee ( Whom fortune hath exempted from the herd Of vulgar men , whom virtue hath preferr'd Far higher than thy birth ) I must commend , Rich in the purchase of so sweet a friend . And though my fate ...
... lost that great prerogative ; but thee ( Whom fortune hath exempted from the herd Of vulgar men , whom virtue hath preferr'd Far higher than thy birth ) I must commend , Rich in the purchase of so sweet a friend . And though my fate ...
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... lost , All things wherein we pleasure most . Although the seas so calmly glide , as dangers none appear , And doubt of storms , in sky is none , king Phoebus shines so clear : Yet when the boist'rous winds break out , and raging waves ...
... lost , All things wherein we pleasure most . Although the seas so calmly glide , as dangers none appear , And doubt of storms , in sky is none , king Phoebus shines so clear : Yet when the boist'rous winds break out , and raging waves ...
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... lost , So did his heart the commonwealth apply . I am not he , such eloquence to boast , To make the crow in singing , as the swan ; Nor call the lion of coward beasts the most , That cannot take a mouse as the cat can , And he that ...
... lost , So did his heart the commonwealth apply . I am not he , such eloquence to boast , To make the crow in singing , as the swan ; Nor call the lion of coward beasts the most , That cannot take a mouse as the cat can , And he that ...
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Alcon BEATIFICAL beauty bird blood breast breath BROOMHOLM burning force Castara Comus dead dear death dost doth Drayton DRUMMOND dust EARL OF SURREY earth Eclogue Edit ELEGY ENGLISH POETRY epitaph ev'ry face fade fair fame fancy fate fear Fletcher flowers GILES FLETCHER glory Gondibert grace grave grief hand hath hear hearse heart heaven honour hope hour king King's Poems light lines live Livy Llwen look Lord madrigal Methinks Milton mind Muse ne'er never night numbers o'er Philomel Picts pleasure poetry poets Poly-Olbion poor praise Quarles queen racter ROBERT SOUTHWELL saint Scythian seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul Spenser spirit spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought tomb unto verses virtue Virtue's voice whilst wind wings winter's youth
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Seite 114 - ... you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath, When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies, When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, — Now if thou would'st, when all have given him over, From...
Seite 149 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
Seite 137 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Seite 214 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Seite 116 - CARE-CHARMER Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born, Relieve my languish, and restore the light ; With dark forgetting of my care return. And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth : Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn, Without the torment of the night's untruth. Cease, dreams, the images of day-desires, To model forth the passions of the morrow ; Never let rising sun approve you liars To add more grief to aggravate my...
Seite 2 - No endless night, yet not eternal day; The saddest birds a season find to sing, The roughest storm a calm may soon allay: Thus, with succeeding turns, God tempereth all, That man may hope to rise, yet fear to fall.
Seite 106 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Seite 89 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Seite 65 - Thou wilt not wake Till I thy fate shall overtake; Till age, or grief, or sickness must Marry my body to that dust It so much loves, and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale.
Seite 113 - I know that all beneath the moon decays, And what by mortals in this world is brought In Time's great periods shall return to nought ; That fairest states have fatal nights and days. I know that all the Muses...