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 1-2G. Wood, 1821 |
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... learned muse had writ her own record In golden verse , worthy immortal fame ! Thou much more fit , were leisure for the same , Thy gracious sovereign's praises to compile , And her imperial majesty to frame , In lofty number and heroic ...
... learned muse had writ her own record In golden verse , worthy immortal fame ! Thou much more fit , were leisure for the same , Thy gracious sovereign's praises to compile , And her imperial majesty to frame , In lofty number and heroic ...
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... learned to submit his taste to prudential controul . On the death of his father , which happened in 1566 , he procured his liberty , and returned to Eng- land , to take possession of his ample patrimony . His eminent accomplishments and ...
... learned to submit his taste to prudential controul . On the death of his father , which happened in 1566 , he procured his liberty , and returned to Eng- land , to take possession of his ample patrimony . His eminent accomplishments and ...
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... selected for that purpose , by Queen Catherine . This work was dedicated to the King , her father , and dated at Hatfield , Dec. 30th , 1545 . * Greenwich . She was instructed in the learned languages , first by 1533 1603.
... selected for that purpose , by Queen Catherine . This work was dedicated to the King , her father , and dated at Hatfield , Dec. 30th , 1545 . * Greenwich . She was instructed in the learned languages , first by 1533 1603.
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... learned languages , first by William Grindall , who died when she was about sixteen , and afterwards by the celebrated Roger Ascham , * who , in his Schoolmaster , 1570 , speaks of Queen Elizabeth's literary pursuits in the following ...
... learned languages , first by William Grindall , who died when she was about sixteen , and afterwards by the celebrated Roger Ascham , * who , in his Schoolmaster , 1570 , speaks of Queen Elizabeth's literary pursuits in the following ...
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... learned leisure , are well known ; and her ingenious evasion of a captious theological question , is still more and deservedly ap- plauded : - " Christ was the word that spake it ; He took the bread and brake it ; And what that word did ...
... learned leisure , are well known ; and her ingenious evasion of a captious theological question , is still more and deservedly ap- plauded : - " Christ was the word that spake it ; He took the bread and brake it ; And what that word did ...
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Albertus Morton appear beauty born breast bright Canterbury character charms court dear death delight divine dost doth dread Duncombe Earl earth Eclogues ev'ry eyes fair fame fear flame flowers gentle Gentleman's Magazine Giles Fletcher give grace grief groves hand happy hast hath Hawkesworth heart heaven honour John Duncombe John Lilly Kent Kentish King lady learned light live Lord lyre majesty mind muse never Nicholas Amhurst night nymphs o'er pain passion peace Phineas Fletcher plain poem poet poetical poetry pow'r praise pride Queen reign sacred shade shepherds shew shine sighs sight sing Sir Henry Wotton Sir Philip Sidney Sir Thomas Wyatt smile soft song Sonnet soon soul stanza swain sweet tears thee thine thing Thirsil thou thought translation unto verse virtue whilst winds wings writer youth
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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...