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الصفحة 123
Dear , when you find change in me , Tho ' from me you be estranged , Let my
change to ruin be . “ Well , in absence this will die , “ Leave to see , and leave to
wonder . ' Absence sure will help , if I Can learn how myself to sunder , From what
in ...
Dear , when you find change in me , Tho ' from me you be estranged , Let my
change to ruin be . “ Well , in absence this will die , “ Leave to see , and leave to
wonder . ' Absence sure will help , if I Can learn how myself to sunder , From what
in ...
الصفحة 352
Thou , thou , dear swain ! thy heav'nly load unfraught , For she herself hath thee
her speeches taught , So near her heav'n they be , so far from human thought .
Twice , in the course of this beautiful passage , did the affectionate bard refer in ...
Thou , thou , dear swain ! thy heav'nly load unfraught , For she herself hath thee
her speeches taught , So near her heav'n they be , so far from human thought .
Twice , in the course of this beautiful passage , did the affectionate bard refer in ...
الصفحة 196
MY DEAR MADAM , " When your obliging favor of the 27th came to London , I
was with Mrs. H. upon a visit to a friend in Essex . “ As time is of no value but as it
brings pleasure , I shall always think it improved by an epistolary corres ...
MY DEAR MADAM , " When your obliging favor of the 27th came to London , I
was with Mrs. H. upon a visit to a friend in Essex . “ As time is of no value but as it
brings pleasure , I shall always think it improved by an epistolary corres ...
الصفحة 204
DEAR MADAM , I am infinitely obliged to you for your kind letter , particularly so
for the truly pathetic manner in which you mention my dear departed friend .
Though I have no claim to philosophy on other occasions , I hope that on the late
...
DEAR MADAM , I am infinitely obliged to you for your kind letter , particularly so
for the truly pathetic manner in which you mention my dear departed friend .
Though I have no claim to philosophy on other occasions , I hope that on the late
...
الصفحة 206
Had my dear Doctor been well when your billet came to hand , I know the
receiving it would have given him pain , as he had flattered himself , that but few
of his friends , particularly his thinking friends , would have mistaken the sublime
...
Had my dear Doctor been well when your billet came to hand , I know the
receiving it would have given him pain , as he had flattered himself , that but few
of his friends , particularly his thinking friends , would have mistaken the sublime
...
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الصفحة 192 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows, and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
الصفحة 249 - How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will, Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill!
الصفحة 61 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
الصفحة 23 - And wilt thou leave me thus ? Say nay ! say nay ! And wilt thou leave me thus, That hath loved thee so long In wealth and woe among : And is thy heart so strong As for to leave me thus ? Say nay ! say nay...
الصفحة 147 - Shepherds, weep no more ! For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed, And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
الصفحة 184 - At cards for kisses — Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows; Loses them too; then down he throws The coral of his lip, the rose Growing on's cheek (but none knows how), With these, the crystal of his brow, And then the dimple of his chin; All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes, She won, and Cupid blind did rise. O Love! has she done this to thee? What shall, alas! become of me? THE SONGS OF BIRDS What bird so sings, yet...
الصفحة 21 - Now cease, my lute, this is the last Labour, that thou and I shall waste; And ended is that we begun : Now is this song both sung and past; My lute, be still, for I have done.
الصفحة 250 - Whose armour is his honest thought And simple truth his utmost skill! Whose passions not his masters...
الصفحة 246 - Nature seem'd in love: The lusty sap began to move; Fresh juice did stir th' embracing vines, And birds had drawn their valentines, The jealous Trout, that low did lie, Rose at a well dissembled fly; There stood my friend with patient skill, Attending of his trembling quill.
الصفحة 215 - ... the wood, That warble forth Dame Nature's lays, Thinking your passions understood By your weak accents; what's your praise, When Philomel her voice shall raise? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own, What are you, when the Rose is blown? So when my Mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not designed Th' eclipse and glory...
معلومات المراجع
| العنوان | Kentish Poets: A Series of Writers in English Poetry, Natives of Or Residents in the County of Kent; with Specimens of Their Compositions, and Some Account of Their Lives and Writings, المجلدات 1-2 Kentish Poets: A Series of Writers in English Poetry, Natives of Or Residents in the County of Kent; with Specimens of Their Compositions, and Some Account of Their Lives and Writings, Rowland Freeman |
| المؤلف | Rowland Freeman |
| الناشر | G. Wood, 1821 |
| أصلي من | جامعة هارفارد |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 2 تشرين الأول (أكتوبر) 2007 |
| تصدير الاقتباس | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |