The Works of the English Poets: CowleyH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... thou lyeft ! " faid he ; " THOU LYEST , ” she said ; “ And I deferv'd her hate , " If I should thee believe . " " BELIEVE , " faith the . " For why ? thy idle words are of no weight . " " WEIGHT , " she answers . " Therefore I'll depart ...
... thou lyeft ! " faid he ; " THOU LYEST , ” she said ; “ And I deferv'd her hate , " If I should thee believe . " " BELIEVE , " faith the . " For why ? thy idle words are of no weight . " " WEIGHT , " she answers . " Therefore I'll depart ...
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... thou prove Afraid of flames , know the fires are But bonfires for thy coming there . THEN tears in envy of her fpeech did flow From her fair eyes , as if it feem'd that there Her burning flame had melted hills of fnow , And fo diffolv'd ...
... thou prove Afraid of flames , know the fires are But bonfires for thy coming there . THEN tears in envy of her fpeech did flow From her fair eyes , as if it feem'd that there Her burning flame had melted hills of fnow , And fo diffolv'd ...
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... thou vex him , Love ? Could't thou but fee , Thou would'st thyfelf Philetus ' rival be . Philocrates , pitying his doleful moan , And wounded with the forrows of his friend , Brings him to fair Constantia ; where alone He might impart ...
... thou vex him , Love ? Could't thou but fee , Thou would'st thyfelf Philetus ' rival be . Philocrates , pitying his doleful moan , And wounded with the forrows of his friend , Brings him to fair Constantia ; where alone He might impart ...
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... thou happier than thy love hath done , " And when I'm dead , think fometime upon me ! " More my short time permits me not to tell , " For now death feizeth me ; my dear , farewell ! " As foon as he had spoke these words , life fled From ...
... thou happier than thy love hath done , " And when I'm dead , think fometime upon me ! " More my short time permits me not to tell , " For now death feizeth me ; my dear , farewell ! " As foon as he had spoke these words , life fled From ...
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... thou didst die , " I'll follow thee , and not thy lofs deplore ; " Thefe eyes , that saw thee kill'd , shall fee no more . " ? " It fhall not fure be faid that thou didst " It 52 COWLEY'S POEMS .
... thou didst die , " I'll follow thee , and not thy lofs deplore ; " Thefe eyes , that saw thee kill'd , shall fee no more . " ? " It fhall not fure be faid that thou didst " It 52 COWLEY'S POEMS .
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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.