Select Beauties of Ancient English Poetry, المجلد 2J. Sharpe, 1810 |
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الصفحة 24
... Arm against passion with philosophy ; And , by the aid of leisure , so control Whate'er is earth in us , to grow all soul ? Knowledge doth ignorance engender , when We study mysteries of other men And foreign plots . Do but in thy own ...
... Arm against passion with philosophy ; And , by the aid of leisure , so control Whate'er is earth in us , to grow all soul ? Knowledge doth ignorance engender , when We study mysteries of other men And foreign plots . Do but in thy own ...
الصفحة 50
... arms have vow'd our love , ( Our love , which time shall see In shepherds ' songs for ever move , And grace their harmony ) It solitary seems . Behold our flow'ry beds ; Their beauties fade , and violets For sorrow hang their heads ...
... arms have vow'd our love , ( Our love , which time shall see In shepherds ' songs for ever move , And grace their harmony ) It solitary seems . Behold our flow'ry beds ; Their beauties fade , and violets For sorrow hang their heads ...
الصفحة 56
... undone widow sits upon mine arm , And takes away the use of't ; and my sword , Glued to my scabbard with wrong'd orphans ' tears , Will not be drawn , & c . Eight days have past since thou hast paid thy debt 56 ELEGIES AND EPITAPHS .
... undone widow sits upon mine arm , And takes away the use of't ; and my sword , Glued to my scabbard with wrong'd orphans ' tears , Will not be drawn , & c . Eight days have past since thou hast paid thy debt 56 ELEGIES AND EPITAPHS .
الصفحة 79
... arm , And oft her bed and bosom did him warm ; Now when unkindly fates did him destroy , Bless'd dog , he had the grace , With tears for him that Chloris wet her face . Drummond's Poems , p . 203 , 8vo . 80 MISCELLANEOUS PIECES . ΤΟ THE ...
... arm , And oft her bed and bosom did him warm ; Now when unkindly fates did him destroy , Bless'd dog , he had the grace , With tears for him that Chloris wet her face . Drummond's Poems , p . 203 , 8vo . 80 MISCELLANEOUS PIECES . ΤΟ THE ...
الصفحة 97
... arms , take home our fruitless loves That must new fortunes try , like turtle doves Dislodged from their haunts , we must in tears Unwind a love knit up in many years . In this last kiss I here surrender thee Back to thyself , so thou ...
... arms , take home our fruitless loves That must new fortunes try , like turtle doves Dislodged from their haunts , we must in tears Unwind a love knit up in many years . In this last kiss I here surrender thee Back to thyself , so thou ...
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الصفحة 114 - Shake hands forever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
الصفحة 65 - Thou wilt not wake Till I thy fate shall overtake: Till age, or grief, or sickness must Marry my body to that dust It so much loves, and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there: I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale.
الصفحة 137 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me : I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
الصفحة 114 - Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes — Now, if thou would'st, when all have given him over, From death to life thou might'st him yet recover!
الصفحة 22 - 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.
الصفحة 149 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
الصفحة 75 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
الصفحة 33 - That flesh is but the glass t which holds the dust That measures all our time, which also shall Be crumbled into dust.
الصفحة 106 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
الصفحة 89 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.