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Th ' ungovern'd parts no correspondence knew , An artless war from thwarting motions grew , Till they to number and fixt rules were brought . Water and air he for the tenor chose , Earth made the base , the treble flame arose .
Th ' ungovern'd parts no correspondence knew , An artless war from thwarting motions grew , Till they to number and fixt rules were brought . Water and air he for the tenor chose , Earth made the base , the treble flame arose .
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... birds that flutter round the gin till ta'en , Or the poor fly caught in Arachne's net , Even so I sported with her beauty's light , Till I at last grew blind with too much sight . " First it came stealing on me , whilst I thought ...
... birds that flutter round the gin till ta'en , Or the poor fly caught in Arachne's net , Even so I sported with her beauty's light , Till I at last grew blind with too much sight . " First it came stealing on me , whilst I thought ...
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... doth shroud ; Till Vesper chas'd away the conquer'd light , And forced them ( though loth ) to bid goodnight . ... Like fairest flowers not gather'd in their prime , Waste precious youth , and let advantage flce , Till we bewail ...
... doth shroud ; Till Vesper chas'd away the conquer'd light , And forced them ( though loth ) to bid goodnight . ... Like fairest flowers not gather'd in their prime , Waste precious youth , and let advantage flce , Till we bewail ...
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They grew straight to be Incens'd ; I fear'd they would have brought on me An action of trespass : till the young man Aforesaid , in the satin suit , began To strike me : doubtless there had been a fray , Had not I providently skipp'd ...
They grew straight to be Incens'd ; I fear'd they would have brought on me An action of trespass : till the young man Aforesaid , in the satin suit , began To strike me : doubtless there had been a fray , Had not I providently skipp'd ...
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I would meet Thee there , but plummets hang upon my feet ; ' Tis my chief wish to live with thee , But not till I deserve thy company : Till then , we'll scorn to let that toy , Some forty miles , divide our hearts : Write to me , and I ...
I would meet Thee there , but plummets hang upon my feet ; ' Tis my chief wish to live with thee , But not till I deserve thy company : Till then , we'll scorn to let that toy , Some forty miles , divide our hearts : Write to me , and I ...
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Adam angels appear arms bear beasts beauty better blood body bright bring brought cause dark death delight desire divine dost Earth eyes fair fall fate fear fire flame force friends fruit give glory gods grow hand happy hast hath head hear heart Heaven honour hope human kind king land less light live look lord lost mean mighty Milton mind Nature never night once Paradise perhaps person pleasure poets praise prince rage reason rest rich round sacred seems sight soon soul spirits stand stood strength sure tell thee thine things thou thought thousand till tree true truth verse virtue Whilst whole wise wonder youth
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Seite 473 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Seite 475 - 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...
Seite 380 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels: for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in...
Seite 476 - With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast. And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure: — But first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Seite 473 - 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 507 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Seite 380 - Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Seite 475 - 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 476 - 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. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Seite 473 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain and coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse...