Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victory and Triumph; with Copious Selections from Spenser, Davies, Sandys [and Others] With an Introductory Essay and Critical Remarks, المجلد 1J. Rickerby, 1836 |
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الصفحة vii
... rest here in their appreciation of its worth : the enjoyment , and still more the application , of what lies beyond , demands an exertion of the higher faculties of the mind to which they are unaccus- tomed , and which they therefore ...
... rest here in their appreciation of its worth : the enjoyment , and still more the application , of what lies beyond , demands an exertion of the higher faculties of the mind to which they are unaccus- tomed , and which they therefore ...
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... rest with him around , So those likewise do by degrees redound , And rise more fair , till they at last arrive To the most fair , whereto they all do strive . Faire is the heaven where happy soules have place In full enjoyment of ...
... rest with him around , So those likewise do by degrees redound , And rise more fair , till they at last arrive To the most fair , whereto they all do strive . Faire is the heaven where happy soules have place In full enjoyment of ...
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... rest or end . These thus in fair each other far excelling , As to the highest they approach more near , Yet is that highest far beyond all telling , Fairer than all the rest which there appear , Though all their beauties joyn'd together ...
... rest or end . These thus in fair each other far excelling , As to the highest they approach more near , Yet is that highest far beyond all telling , Fairer than all the rest which there appear , Though all their beauties joyn'd together ...
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... rest . But whoso may , thrise happie man him hold , Of all on earth whom God so much doth grace , And lets his owne beloved to behold ; For in the view of her celestiall face All joy , all blisse , all happinesse , have place ; Ne ought ...
... rest . But whoso may , thrise happie man him hold , Of all on earth whom God so much doth grace , And lets his owne beloved to behold ; For in the view of her celestiall face All joy , all blisse , all happinesse , have place ; Ne ought ...
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... God ; which loathing brings Of this vile world and these gay - seeming things ; With whose sweet pleasures being so possest , Thy straying thoughts henceforth for ever rest . I Proof . SIR JOHN DAVIES . BORN 1570 ; DIED 1626 . SPENSER . 23.
... God ; which loathing brings Of this vile world and these gay - seeming things ; With whose sweet pleasures being so possest , Thy straying thoughts henceforth for ever rest . I Proof . SIR JOHN DAVIES . BORN 1570 ; DIED 1626 . SPENSER . 23.
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ALLAN CUNNINGHAM angels beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst CHIG clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth dust earth Engravings eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE VIRTUE GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER glorious glory God's grace grave grief ground hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour HYMN King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind N. P. WILLIS never night PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest RICHARD BAXTER sacred seek shame shine sighs sight sing sins sleep songs sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue UNIV unto verse weep WILLIAM BEATTIE wind wings wound wretched
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الصفحة 328 - I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
الصفحة 253 - SWEET day ! so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave ; And thou must die.
الصفحة 318 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
الصفحة 327 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
الصفحة 317 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
الصفحة 319 - Yea, Truth and Justice then Will down return to men, Orb'd in a rainbow ; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering; And Heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
الصفحة 327 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
الصفحة 326 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near ; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
الصفحة 315 - It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize: It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun her lusty paramour.
الصفحة 180 - 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.