The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volumen5 |
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An Epigram to the Councellour that pleaded An Epigram to my Muse , the Lady Digby , on and carried the Cause .. ib . her Husband Sir Kenelme Digby An Epigram . To the Small Pox 473 New years expect new gifts : sister , your harpe ib .
An Epigram to the Councellour that pleaded An Epigram to my Muse , the Lady Digby , on and carried the Cause .. ib . her Husband Sir Kenelme Digby An Epigram . To the Small Pox 473 New years expect new gifts : sister , your harpe ib .
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To my Muse 504 CXXVIII , To William Roe ib . LXVI . To Sir Henry Cary .... ib . CXXIX , To Edward Filmer , on his muLXVIL To Thomas Earle of Suffolke ib . sical Work dedicated to the LXVIII . On Play - Wright ib . Queen .
To my Muse 504 CXXVIII , To William Roe ib . LXVI . To Sir Henry Cary .... ib . CXXIX , To Edward Filmer , on his muLXVIL To Thomas Earle of Suffolke ib . sical Work dedicated to the LXVIII . On Play - Wright ib . Queen .
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Who will believe my verse in time to come , So is it not with me as with that Muse , If it were fill'd with your most high deserts ? Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse ; Though yet Heaven knows , it is but as a tomb Who Heaven ...
Who will believe my verse in time to come , So is it not with me as with that Muse , If it were fill'd with your most high deserts ? Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse ; Though yet Heaven knows , it is but as a tomb Who Heaven ...
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I may not evermore acknowledge thee , Pad my friend's Muse grown with this growing age , Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame ; d dearer birth than this his love had brought , Nor thou with public kindness honour me , To mar h in ...
I may not evermore acknowledge thee , Pad my friend's Muse grown with this growing age , Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame ; d dearer birth than this his love had brought , Nor thou with public kindness honour me , To mar h in ...
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... Muse , And found such fair assistance in my verse , As every alien pen hath got my use , And under thee their poesy disperse . Thine eyes , that taught the dumb on high to sing , And heavy ignorance aloft to fly , Have added ...
... Muse , And found such fair assistance in my verse , As every alien pen hath got my use , And under thee their poesy disperse . Thine eyes , that taught the dumb on high to sing , And heavy ignorance aloft to fly , Have added ...
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Página 65 - Take, oh, take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn ; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn : But my kisses bring again, bring again ; Seals of love, but seal'd in vain, seal'd in vain.
Página 71 - UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy, But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
Página 46 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Página 63 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care: Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame. Age, I do abhor thee, Youth, I do adore thee ; O, my love, my love is young ! Age, I do defy thee ; O sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st...
Página 56 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Página 514 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Página 55 - FROM you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...
Página 50 - Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire ? I have no precious time at all to spend, Nor services to do, till you require. Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you, Nor think the bitterness of absence sour When you have bid your servant once adieu ; Nor dare I question with my jealous thought Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought Save, where you are how...
Página 70 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Página 50 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. Nativity, once in the main of light, Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown'd, Crooked eclipses 'gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but...
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Prose in the Age of Poets: Romanticism and Biographical Narrative from ... Annette Wheeler Cafarelli Vista de fragmentos - 1990 |