English Sonnets: A SelectionJohn Dennis H.S. King & Company, 1873 - 238 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة vii
... tears to the eyes , and a great drama affords to the mind infinite delight even upon a first perusal ; but " the sonnet is a form of poetry , in which style is put under high pressure , " and the wealth it contains is rarely to be won ...
... tears to the eyes , and a great drama affords to the mind infinite delight even upon a first perusal ; but " the sonnet is a form of poetry , in which style is put under high pressure , " and the wealth it contains is rarely to be won ...
الصفحة 65
... tear ; Be therefore silent as in woods before : Or if that any hand to touch thee deign , Like widowed turtle , still her loss complain . F WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 . HIS LOST LOVE . SWEET Spring ENGLISH SONNETS . 65.
... tear ; Be therefore silent as in woods before : Or if that any hand to touch thee deign , Like widowed turtle , still her loss complain . F WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 . HIS LOST LOVE . SWEET Spring ENGLISH SONNETS . 65.
الصفحة 80
... tear , Robbed by the thief of three - score years and ten ? No ! for the foes of all life - lengthened men , Trouble and toil , approach not yet too near ; Reason , meanwhile , and health , and memory dear , Hold unimpaired their weak ...
... tear , Robbed by the thief of three - score years and ten ? No ! for the foes of all life - lengthened men , Trouble and toil , approach not yet too near ; Reason , meanwhile , and health , and memory dear , Hold unimpaired their weak ...
الصفحة 88
... tear , Shall soften , or shall chase , misfortune's gloom . But come not glowing in the dazzling ray Which once with dear illusions charmed my eye ; Oh , strew no more , sweet flatterer ! on my way The flowers I fondly thought too ...
... tear , Shall soften , or shall chase , misfortune's gloom . But come not glowing in the dazzling ray Which once with dear illusions charmed my eye ; Oh , strew no more , sweet flatterer ! on my way The flowers I fondly thought too ...
الصفحة 90
... chime First waked my wondering childhood into tears ! But seeming now , when all those days are o'er The sounds of joy once heard and heard no more . WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES . 1762-1850 . INFLUENCE OF TIME ON 99 ENGLISH SONNETS .
... chime First waked my wondering childhood into tears ! But seeming now , when all those days are o'er The sounds of joy once heard and heard no more . WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES . 1762-1850 . INFLUENCE OF TIME ON 99 ENGLISH SONNETS .
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الصفحة 31 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
الصفحة 29 - 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...
الصفحة 48 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
الصفحة 102 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity . The gentleness of heaven is on the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
الصفحة 55 - come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free...
الصفحة 35 - 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.
الصفحة 42 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, • That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
الصفحة 26 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
الصفحة 210 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
الصفحة 3 - 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...