The Works of the English Poets: CowleyH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... whose stock of reputation is , I fear , little enough for maintenance of his own numerous le- gitimate offspring of that kind . It would have been much less injurious , if it had pleased the author to put forth some of my writings under ...
... whose stock of reputation is , I fear , little enough for maintenance of his own numerous le- gitimate offspring of that kind . It would have been much less injurious , if it had pleased the author to put forth some of my writings under ...
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... whose eyes had stole away his heart . Philetus he was call'd , fprung from a race Of noble ancestors ; but greedy Time And envious Fate had labour'd to deface The glory which in his great stock did shine : Small his eftate , unfitting ...
... whose eyes had stole away his heart . Philetus he was call'd , fprung from a race Of noble ancestors ; but greedy Time And envious Fate had labour'd to deface The glory which in his great stock did shine : Small his eftate , unfitting ...
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... whose charming light , " More than theworld befides , does please my fight . " Those who contemn thy facred deity , " Laugh at thy power , make them thine anger know : " I faultlefs am ; what honour can it be , " Only to wound your ...
... whose charming light , " More than theworld befides , does please my fight . " Those who contemn thy facred deity , " Laugh at thy power , make them thine anger know : " I faultlefs am ; what honour can it be , " Only to wound your ...
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... Whose doleful words my tir'd Muse me calls ' T ' o'erpass ; which I most gladly do , for fear That I fhould toil too much the reader's ear . THE E 3 THE TRAGICAL HISTORY PYRAMUS AND THIS BE .. MR . CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS . 53.
... Whose doleful words my tir'd Muse me calls ' T ' o'erpass ; which I most gladly do , for fear That I fhould toil too much the reader's ear . THE E 3 THE TRAGICAL HISTORY PYRAMUS AND THIS BE .. MR . CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS . 53.
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... whose eyes give her light . II . Come quickly , dear ! be brief as time , Or we by morn shall be o'erta'en ; Love's joy's thine own as well as mine ; Spend not therefore the time in vain . HERE doubtful thoughts broke off her pleafant ...
... whose eyes give her light . II . Come quickly , dear ! be brief as time , Or we by morn shall be o'erta'en ; Love's joy's thine own as well as mine ; Spend not therefore the time in vain . HERE doubtful thoughts broke off her pleafant ...
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ABRAHAM COWLEY againſt beauteous beauty becauſe beſt bleffing bleft blood breaſt caufe cauſe curfe death defire doft doth e'er earth ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair fame fate fear feem feen feven fhall fhew fhine fighs fight fince fing fire firſt flain flame fome foon foul fpirit ftill ftrait ftrong fuch fure greateſt grief happineſs heart heaven himſelf itſelf juft laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs live lov'd Love's lovers methinks mighty miſtreſs moſt Mufe muft muſt myſelf ne'er nought o'er Orinda paffion paſs paſt Philetus pleaſant pleaſe pleaſure praiſe ſaid ſay ſea ſee ſeen ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſome ſpeak ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou doft thouſand twas twill uſe verfe verſe Whilft whofe whoſe wife worſe wound
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Página 241 - WELL then ; I now do plainly see This busy world and I shall ne'er agree. The very honey of all earthly joy Does, of all meats, the soonest cloy ; And they, methinks, deserve my pity Who for it can endure the stings, The crowd, and buzz, and murmurings Of this great hive, the city.
Página 197 - For every tree and every herb around With pearly dew was crown'd, And upon all the quicken'd ground The fruitful seed of Heaven did brooding lie, And nothing but the Muse's fleece was dry.
Página 136 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Página 241 - I descend to the grave May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books, both true, Both wise, and both delightful too!
Página 204 - Nature's watchful life and health Her joy, her ornament, and wealth ! Hail to thy husband, Heat, and thee ! Thou the world's beauteous bride, the lusty bridegroom he!
Página 147 - Thy silver hairs yielded me more Than even golden curls before. Had I the power of creation, As I have of generation, Where I the matter...
Página 210 - Must not from others' work a copy take ; No, not from Rubens or Vandyke ; Much less content himself to make it like Th' ideas and the images which lie In his own fancy, or his memory. No, he before his sight must place The natural and living face ; The real object must command Each judgment of his eye, and motion of his hand.
Página 224 - Nothing yet in thee is seen; But when a genial heat warms thee within, A new-born wood of various lines there grows; Here buds an L, and there a B, Here sprouts a V, and there a T, And all the flourishing letters stand in rows.
Página 10 - This has been the case with Shakspeare, Fletcher, Jonson, and many others ; part of whose poems I should take the boldness to prune and lop away, if the care of replanting them in print did belong to me : neither would I make any scruple to cut off from some the unnecessary...
Página 266 - Tis hope is the most hopeless thing of all. Hope, thou bold taster of delight, Who, whilst thou should'st but taste, devour'st it quite!