The Works of the English Poets: CowleyH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Reader ! do not that my error call ; But think her tears defac'd it , and blame then My Mufes ' grief , and not my miffing pen . ABRAHAM COWLEY : CON CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS . I SING two constant lovers ' [ 30 ] To the Reader.
... Reader ! do not that my error call ; But think her tears defac'd it , and blame then My Mufes ' grief , and not my miffing pen . ABRAHAM COWLEY : CON CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS . I SING two constant lovers ' [ 30 ] To the Reader.
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Samuel Johnson. CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS . I SING two constant lovers ' various fate , The hopes and fears that equally attend Their loves ; their rivals ' envy , parents ' hate : I fing their woeful life and tragic end . Aid me , ye gods ...
Samuel Johnson. CONSTANTIA AND PHILETUS . I SING two constant lovers ' various fate , The hopes and fears that equally attend Their loves ; their rivals ' envy , parents ' hate : I fing their woeful life and tragic end . Aid me , ye gods ...
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... lover follows ftill her train , And where they go , that way his journey feigns Should they turn back , he would turn back again ; For with his love , his bufinefs does remain . Nor is it ftrange he should be loth to part From her ...
... lover follows ftill her train , And where they go , that way his journey feigns Should they turn back , he would turn back again ; For with his love , his bufinefs does remain . Nor is it ftrange he should be loth to part From her ...
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... lover , " Thus ftruck to th ' earth by your all - dazzling eyes ! " And do not you contemn that ardent flame , " Which from yourself , your own fair beauty , came ! " Trust me , I long have hid my love ; but now " Am forc'd to fhow ' t ...
... lover , " Thus ftruck to th ' earth by your all - dazzling eyes ! " And do not you contemn that ardent flame , " Which from yourself , your own fair beauty , came ! " Trust me , I long have hid my love ; but now " Am forc'd to fhow ' t ...
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... lover's will .. THE LETTER .. PHILETUS TO CONSTANTIA . I TRUST , dear foul , my abfence cannot move You to forget or doubt my ardent love ; For , were there any means to fee you , I Would run through death , and all the mifery Fate ...
... lover's will .. THE LETTER .. PHILETUS TO CONSTANTIA . I TRUST , dear foul , my abfence cannot move You to forget or doubt my ardent love ; For , were there any means to fee you , I Would run through death , and all the mifery Fate ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ABRAHAM COWLEY againſt Anacreon beauteous beauty becauſe beſt beſtow bleffed bleft blood breaſt cauſe curfe death defire doft doth e'er earth ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate fear feen feven fhall fhew fighs fight fince fing fire firft firſt flain flame fome foon forrow foul fpirits fpring ftill ftrait fuch fure grief happineſs hath heart heaven himſelf honour itſelf juft laft laſt leaſt lefs leſs live lov'd Love's mighty miſtreſs moft moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt myſelf ne'er nought numbers o'er paffion paſt Philetus pleaſe pleaſure poets praiſe ſaid ſay ſea ſee ſeen ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſhow ſpeak ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtrong ſuch tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou doft thouſand twas twill uſe verfe verſe Whilft whofe whoſe wife
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Página 117 - Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say, Have ye not seen us walking every day? Was there a tree about which did not know The love betwixt us two? Henceforth, ye gentle trees, for ever fade ; Or your sad branches thicker join, And into darksome shades combine, Dark as the grave wherein my friend is laid...
Página 272 - 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!
Página 118 - Knowledge he only sought, and so soon caught, As if for him knowledge had rather sought: Nor did more learning ever crowded lie In such a short mortality. Whene'er the skilful youth discoursed or writ, Still did the notions throng About his eloquent tongue, Nor could his ink flow faster than his wit.
Página 138 - 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 21 - ... Amongst all holy and consecrated things, which the devil ever stole and alienated from the service of the Deity, as altars, temples, sacrifices, prayers, and the like, there is none that he so universally and so long usurpt, as poetry. It is time to recover it out of the tyrant's hands, and to restore it to the kingdom of God, who is the father of it.
Página 23 - Troy half so stored with great, heroical, and supernatural actions (since verse will needs find or make such), as the wars of Joshua, of the Judges, of David, and divers others ? Can all the transformations of the gods give such copious hints to flourish and expatiate on, as the true miracles of Christ, or of his prophets and apostles?
Página 247 - 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 96 - tis not to adorn and gild each part; That shows more cost than art. Jewels at nose and lips but ill appear ; Rather than all things wit, let none be there, Several lights will not be seen, If there be nothing else between. Men doubt, because they stand so thick i* th' sky, If those be stars which paint the Galaxy.
Página 143 - A Mighty pain to Love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss. But of all pains the greatest pain It is to love, but love in vain.
Página 22 - There was no other religion ; and therefore that was better than none at all : but to us, who have no need of them ; to us, who deride their folly, and are wearied with their impertinencies ; they ought to appear no better arguments for verse, than those of their worthy successors, the knights errant.