Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieJ. Whetham & Son, 1841 - 807 Seiten |
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... swain , Enow of such , as for their bellies ' sake Creep , and intrude , and climb into the fold ? Of other care they little reckoning make , Than how to scramble at the shearers ' feast , 51 And shove away the worthy bidden guest ...
... swain , Enow of such , as for their bellies ' sake Creep , and intrude , and climb into the fold ? Of other care they little reckoning make , Than how to scramble at the shearers ' feast , 51 And shove away the worthy bidden guest ...
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... swain to the oaks and rills , While the still Morn went out with sandals grey ; He touch'd the tender stops of various quills , With eager thought warbling his Doric lay ; And now the Sun had stretch'd out all the hills , And now was ...
... swain to the oaks and rills , While the still Morn went out with sandals grey ; He touch'd the tender stops of various quills , With eager thought warbling his Doric lay ; And now the Sun had stretch'd out all the hills , And now was ...
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... swain That to the service of this house belongs , Who with his soft pipe , and smooth - dittied song , Well knows to still the wild winds when they roar , And hush the waving woods ; nor of less faith , And in this office of his ...
... swain That to the service of this house belongs , Who with his soft pipe , and smooth - dittied song , Well knows to still the wild winds when they roar , And hush the waving woods ; nor of less faith , And in this office of his ...
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... swain ? hath any ram Of my most honor'd lady , your dear sister . Slipt from the fold , or young kid lost his dam , 502 Or straggling wether the pent flock forsook ? How could'st thou find this dark sequester'd nook ? Spir . O my lov'd ...
... swain ? hath any ram Of my most honor'd lady , your dear sister . Slipt from the fold , or young kid lost his dam , 502 Or straggling wether the pent flock forsook ? How could'st thou find this dark sequester'd nook ? Spir . O my lov'd ...
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... swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon : And yet more med'cinal is it than that moly , That Hermes once to wise Ulysses gave ; He call'd it hæmony , and gave it me , And bade me keep it as of sovran use That have been tir'd all ...
... swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon : And yet more med'cinal is it than that moly , That Hermes once to wise Ulysses gave ; He call'd it hæmony , and gave it me , And bade me keep it as of sovran use That have been tir'd all ...
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Abra angels arms behold blest blood breast breath bright call'd charms Cloacina clouds courser crown'd Dagon dark death delight Derry divine dread Earth ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame flies glory grace grief hand happy hast hath head heart Heaven Hell honor hope join'd king labor light live lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mighty mind mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er once pain passion peace plain pleas'd pleasure praise pride proud race rage rais'd reign rise round Satan seem'd shade shining sight sing song soon soul spirits Spleen stood stream swain sweet taste tears tell tempest Thalestris Thebes thee Theseus thine things THOMAS TICKELL thou thought throne trembling turn'd Twas vex'd Virg virtue voice winds wings wise wood youth
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Seite 140 - 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 small...
Seite 12 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Seite 12 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Seite 11 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Seite 356 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud topp'd hill, an humbler heaven...
Seite 232 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 358 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
Seite 13 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew : Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Seite 11 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides : — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with...
Seite 23 - Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning...