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 |
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The poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt were first collected and published in 1559. They
were afterwards reprinted by Dr. Sewell , in 1717 , and were admitted for the first
time into a collection of English poetry , by Dr. Anderson , in 1793. Of late they ...
The poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt were first collected and published in 1559. They
were afterwards reprinted by Dr. Sewell , in 1717 , and were admitted for the first
time into a collection of English poetry , by Dr. Anderson , in 1793. Of late they ...
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Mr. Ellis supposes Lilly to have died about the commencement of the 17th
century ; but he was probably alive so late as 1616 , that being the year in which
the volume was published from whence the annexed motto is taken , which does
not ...
Mr. Ellis supposes Lilly to have died about the commencement of the 17th
century ; but he was probably alive so late as 1616 , that being the year in which
the volume was published from whence the annexed motto is taken , which does
not ...
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To this small volume another was added in the year after his death , with the
same general title of “ Lucasta , ” collected and published by his brother Dudley .
To the former of these volumes are appended eleven copies of commendatory ...
To this small volume another was added in the year after his death , with the
same general title of “ Lucasta , ” collected and published by his brother Dudley .
To the former of these volumes are appended eleven copies of commendatory ...
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The Terræ Filius was published twice a week according to the custom introduced
by the Tatler , commencing on Wednesday January 11th , 1721 , and concluding
with the 50th number , on Saturday July 6th , of the fo ! lowing year .
The Terræ Filius was published twice a week according to the custom introduced
by the Tatler , commencing on Wednesday January 11th , 1721 , and concluding
with the 50th number , on Saturday July 6th , of the fo ! lowing year .
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He was then according to his own statement “ in perfect obscurity " - - - but be
afterwards seems , if an opinion may be formed by the notices scattered through
his published works , to bave secured the notice and patronage of several
eminent ...
He was then according to his own statement “ in perfect obscurity " - - - but be
afterwards seems , if an opinion may be formed by the notices scattered through
his published works , to bave secured the notice and patronage of several
eminent ...
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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...