Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieT. Wardle, 1843 - 807 Seiten |
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... Honor Of Myself The Chronicle . A Ballad .. Anacreontics ; or some Copies of Verses , trans- lated paraphrastically out of Anacreon . I. Love . II . Drinking III . Beauty V. Age VII . Gold VIII . The Epicure . IX . Another X. The ...
... Honor Of Myself The Chronicle . A Ballad .. Anacreontics ; or some Copies of Verses , trans- lated paraphrastically out of Anacreon . I. Love . II . Drinking III . Beauty V. Age VII . Gold VIII . The Epicure . IX . Another X. The ...
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... honor , serve , and love ; as poets use . I meant to make her fair , and free , and wise , Of greatest blood , and yet more good than great ; I meant the day - star should not brighter rise , Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat ...
... honor , serve , and love ; as poets use . I meant to make her fair , and free , and wise , Of greatest blood , and yet more good than great ; I meant the day - star should not brighter rise , Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat ...
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... honor I would have , Not from great deeds , but good alone ; Th ' unknown are better than ill known : Rumor can ope the grave . Acquaintance I would have , but when't depend Not on the number , but the choice , of friends . Books should ...
... honor I would have , Not from great deeds , but good alone ; Th ' unknown are better than ill known : Rumor can ope the grave . Acquaintance I would have , but when't depend Not on the number , but the choice , of friends . Books should ...
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... honor'd flood , Smooth - sliding Mincius , crown'd with vocal reeds ! That strain I heard was of a higher mood : But now my oat proceeds , And listens to the herald of the sea That came in Neptune's plea ; 90 He ask'd the waves , and ...
... honor'd flood , Smooth - sliding Mincius , crown'd with vocal reeds ! That strain I heard was of a higher mood : But now my oat proceeds , And listens to the herald of the sea That came in Neptune's plea ; 90 He ask'd the waves , and ...
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... honor , due alike To him who reigns , and so much to him due Of hazard more , as he above the rest High honor'd sits ? Go therefore , mighty powers , Terror of Heaven , though fall'n ; intend at home , ease While here shall be our home ...
... honor , due alike To him who reigns , and so much to him due Of hazard more , as he above the rest High honor'd sits ? Go therefore , mighty powers , Terror of Heaven , though fall'n ; intend at home , ease While here shall be our home ...
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Abra angels arms beauty behold blest blood breast breath bright call'd charms Cloacina clouds courser crown'd Dagon death delight Derry divine dread drest Earth ev'n eyes fair fame fate fear fire fix'd flame flies Gaul glory grace grief hand happy hast hath head heart Heaven hills honor hope join'd Jove king labor light live lord lov'd Lubberkin lyre maid mighty mind 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 soft song soon soul spirits Spleen stood stream swain sweet tears tempests Thalestris Thebes thee Theseus thine things thou thought throne toil trembling Twas vex'd Virg virtue voice winds wings wise woods youth
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Seite 23 - Through the dear might of Him that walk'd the waves; Where, other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Seite 22 - How well could I have spared for thee, young 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, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Seite 240 - 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 31 - OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, 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, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
Seite 32 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost — the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Seite 46 - Eternal coeternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate! Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Seite 21 - Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Seite 22 - Lycid lies. For so to interpose a little ease, Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise. Ay me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd, Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Seite 19 - And if I give thee honor due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreproved pleasures free; 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 56 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night, With this her solemn bird, and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train : But neither breath of morn, when she ascends With...