Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victory and Triumph; with Copious Selections from Spenser, Davies, Sandys [and Others] With an Introductory Essay and Critical Remarks, Volumen1J. Rickerby, 1836 |
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... causes to civilization , as distinguished from mental culture , have greatly enlarged the proportionate number of both sensualists and worldlings , by widening , be- yond all precedent , the spheres of ordinary en- joyment and gainful ...
... causes to civilization , as distinguished from mental culture , have greatly enlarged the proportionate number of both sensualists and worldlings , by widening , be- yond all precedent , the spheres of ordinary en- joyment and gainful ...
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... sphere , And the strange cause o ' th ' ebbs and floods of Nile ; But of that clock which in our breasts we bear , The subtle motions we forget the while . We that acquaint ourselves with every zone , And pass 30 SIR JOHN DAVIES .
... sphere , And the strange cause o ' th ' ebbs and floods of Nile ; But of that clock which in our breasts we bear , The subtle motions we forget the while . We that acquaint ourselves with every zone , And pass 30 SIR JOHN DAVIES .
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... causes is : And to do this , she must eternal be . How senseless then , and dead a soul hath he , Which thinks his soul doth with his body die ; Or thinks not so , but so would have it be , That he might sin with more security ! 66 For ...
... causes is : And to do this , she must eternal be . How senseless then , and dead a soul hath he , Which thinks his soul doth with his body die ; Or thinks not so , but so would have it be , That he might sin with more security ! 66 For ...
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... cause to cause to climb . But since our life so fast away doth slide , As doth an hungry eagle through the wind , Or as a ship transported with the tide , Which in their passage leave no print behind ; Of which swift little time so much ...
... cause to cause to climb . But since our life so fast away doth slide , As doth an hungry eagle through the wind , Or as a ship transported with the tide , Which in their passage leave no print behind ; Of which swift little time so much ...
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... cause to cause ascends , And never rests , till it the first attain ; Will , seeking good , finds many middle ends , But never stays , till it the last do gain.` Now God the truth , and first of causes is 38 SIR JOHN DAVIES .
... cause to cause ascends , And never rests , till it the first attain ; Will , seeking good , finds many middle ends , But never stays , till it the last do gain.` Now God the truth , and first of causes is 38 SIR JOHN DAVIES .
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Términos y frases comunes
ALLAN CUNNINGHAM angels beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst CHIG clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth dust earth Engravings eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE VIRTUE GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER glorious glory God's grace grave grief ground hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour HYMN King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind N. P. WILLIS never night PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest RICHARD BAXTER sacred seek shame shine sighs sight sing sins sleep songs sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue UNIV unto verse weep WILLIAM BEATTIE wind wings wound wretched
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Página 328 - I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
Página 253 - 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.
Página 318 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Página 327 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Página 317 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
Página 319 - Yea, Truth and Justice then Will down return to men, Orb'd in a rainbow ; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering; And Heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
Página 327 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Página 326 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near ; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Página 315 - It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize: It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun her lusty paramour.
Página 180 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.