Lives of Sacred Poets, Volumen1J.W. Parker, 1834 - 363 páginas |
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... Peterhouse , and Rector of Ringsfield , in Suffolk . Crashaw's recommendation of this work requires notice , for it was considered to advocate doctrines inimical to the established church . Archbishop Usher condemns it with indignation ...
... Peterhouse , and Rector of Ringsfield , in Suffolk . Crashaw's recommendation of this work requires notice , for it was considered to advocate doctrines inimical to the established church . Archbishop Usher condemns it with indignation ...
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... Peterhouse , of which he was made Fellow in 1637 , and Master of Arts in the following year . Of his occupa- tions in these seasons of tranquility , the only fruits are to be found in his poems ; but his various acquire- ments prove him ...
... Peterhouse , of which he was made Fellow in 1637 , and Master of Arts in the following year . Of his occupa- tions in these seasons of tranquility , the only fruits are to be found in his poems ; but his various acquire- ments prove him ...
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... Peterhouse , in Cambridge , is another slip of the times that is transplanted into Rome . This peevish , silly seeker , glided away from his princi- ples in a poetical vein of fancy , and an impertinent curiosity ; and finding that ...
... Peterhouse , in Cambridge , is another slip of the times that is transplanted into Rome . This peevish , silly seeker , glided away from his princi- ples in a poetical vein of fancy , and an impertinent curiosity ; and finding that ...
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... Peterhouse , and who was also driven from Cambridge by the warrant of the Earl of Manchester * . Upon his expulsion he went abroad , and Wood calls him a great traveller . " When I first went of my four times to Rome , there were three ...
... Peterhouse , and who was also driven from Cambridge by the warrant of the Earl of Manchester * . Upon his expulsion he went abroad , and Wood calls him a great traveller . " When I first went of my four times to Rome , there were three ...
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... Peterhouse . The love of study , which had marked his boyhood , accompanied him to the University , and together with the propriety of his demeanour , attracted the notice of Dr. Cosins , the master of Peterhouse . After obtaining his ...
... Peterhouse . The love of study , which had marked his boyhood , accompanied him to the University , and together with the propriety of his demeanour , attracted the notice of Dr. Cosins , the master of Peterhouse . After obtaining his ...
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Página 273 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...
Página 292 - They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear.
Página 267 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly...
Página 79 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Página 292 - He that hath found some fledg'd bird's nest may know, At first sight, if the bird be flown; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown. And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul, when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep.
Página 194 - Cause my speech is now decayed, Sweet Spirit, comfort me! When, God knows, I'm tossed about Either with despair or doubt, Yet, before the glass be out, Sweet Spirit, comfort me! When the tempter me pursu'th With the sins of all my youth, And half damns me with untruth, Sweet Spirit, comfort me!
Página 246 - Whereas my birth and spirit rather took The way that takes the town, Thou didst betray me to a ling'ring book And wrap me in a gown.
Página 292 - Dear, beauteous death, the Jewel of the Just; Shining no where but in the dark! What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust, Could man outlook that mark.
Página 355 - Therefore judge nothing before the time, until the Lord come, who both will bring to light the hidden things of darkness, and will make manifest the counsels of the hearts : and then shall every man have praise of God.
Página 234 - However, I need not their help to reprove the vanity of those many love-poems, that are daily writ, and consecrated to Venus ; nor to bewail that so few are writ, that look towards God and Heaven. For my own part, my meaning — dear Mother — is, in these Sonnets, to declare my resolution to be, that my poor abilities in Poetry, shall be all and ever consecrated to God's glory: and I beg you to receive this as one testimony.