A Garland of Love, Wreathed of Pleasant Flowers, Gathered in the Field of English Poesy ...

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Chapman, 1836 - 219 Seiten
 

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Seite 76 - sonnet cxvi. Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends, with the remover to remove : O no 1 It is an ever fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark,
Seite 72 - Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness." Love doth to her eyes repair. To help him of his blindness ; And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, That Silvia is excelling; She excels each mortal thing Upon the dull earth dwelling : To her let us garlands bring. song
Seite 149 - TO MARY IN HEAVEN. Thou lingering star, with less'ning ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? That sacred hour can I
Seite 70 - Much Ado about Nothing."} Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever; One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never: Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, hey!
Seite 76 - It is an ever fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his hending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours
Seite 142 - STANZAS ON WOMAN. When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy ? What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye,
Seite 70 - nonny. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first was leavy : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, hey! nonny, nonny. WILLIAM
Seite 98 - 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
Seite 103 - that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still; Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly Hours lead on propitious May. Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day, First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill, Portend success in love.
Seite 77 - sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out, e'en to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, and no man ever lov'd.

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