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... these latter unite themselves , and are become one pyramid to times , wherein
men , as if they would level under- set your Lordship's statue upon , where you
may ftandings too as well as estates , acknowledging no stand , like armed
Apollo ...
... these latter unite themselves , and are become one pyramid to times , wherein
men , as if they would level under- set your Lordship's statue upon , where you
may ftandings too as well as estates , acknowledging no stand , like armed
Apollo ...
الصفحة 7
Unspotted lilly's white ; which thou didft set For there would be more virtue in
such spells Hand in hand with the vein - like violet , Than in meridions or cross
parallels . Making them soft and warm , and by thy power Whatever was of worth
in ...
Unspotted lilly's white ; which thou didft set For there would be more virtue in
such spells Hand in hand with the vein - like violet , Than in meridions or cross
parallels . Making them soft and warm , and by thy power Whatever was of worth
in ...
الصفحة 15
But , oh ! what ails the fun , that hence he stays Longer to - day than other days ?
Up then , fair Phenix Bride ! fruftrate the fun ; Stays he new light from th I to get ?
Thyself from w.ige affection And finding here such stars is loth to set ; v . 111 . VI .
But , oh ! what ails the fun , that hence he stays Longer to - day than other days ?
Up then , fair Phenix Bride ! fruftrate the fun ; Stays he new light from th I to get ?
Thyself from w.ige affection And finding here such stars is loth to set ; v . 111 . VI .
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... but yet between those To his own Primrose , and grow manna lo ; males And
where their form and their infinity Our hands ne'er toucht the seals Make a
terrestrial Galaxy , Which Nature , injur'd by late law , set free ; As the small Itars
do in ...
... but yet between those To his own Primrose , and grow manna lo ; males And
where their form and their infinity Our hands ne'er toucht the seals Make a
terrestrial Galaxy , Which Nature , injur'd by late law , set free ; As the small Itars
do in ...
الصفحة 39
Such life is like the light , which bideth yet , Ah ! cannot wc , When the life's light is
set ; As well as cocks and lione , jocund be Os like the heat which fire in folid
matter After such pleasures ? unless wife Leaves behind two hours after . Nature
...
Such life is like the light , which bideth yet , Ah ! cannot wc , When the life's light is
set ; As well as cocks and lione , jocund be Os like the heat which fire in folid
matter After such pleasures ? unless wife Leaves behind two hours after . Nature
...
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الصفحة 541 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
الصفحة 540 - While we can, the sports of love. Time will not be ours for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts in vain. Suns that set may rise again: But if once we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night.
الصفحة 594 - IF I freely may discover What would please me in my lover, I would have her fair and witty, Savouring more of court than city ; A little proud, but full of pity ; Light and humorous in her toying ; Oft...
الصفحة 537 - The applause, delight, the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise; I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further to make thee a room; Thou art a monument, without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live And we have wits to read and praise to give.
الصفحة 35 - When my grave is broke up again Some second guest to entertain (For graves have learned that womanhead To be to more than one a bed), And he that digs it spies A bracelet of bright hair about the bone...
الصفحة 547 - No, Both wills were in one stature ; And as that wisdom had decreed, The Word was now made Flesh indeed, And took on him our nature. What comfort by Him do we win, Who made Himself the price of sin, To make us heirs of Glory ! To see this babe, all innocence, A martyr born in our defence : Can man forget this...
الصفحة 594 - Though I am young and cannot tell Either what Death or Love is well, Yet, I have heard they both bear darts, And both do aim at human hearts : And then again, I have been told, Love wounds with heat, as Death with cold ; So that I fear they do but bring Extremes to touch, and mean one thing. As in a ruin we it call One thing to be blown up or fall ; Or to our end, like way may have By...
الصفحة 32 - To move, but doth, if th' other do. And though it in the centre sit, Yet, when the other far doth roam, It leans, and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must, Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end where I begun.
الصفحة 25 - Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run? Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide Late schoolboys and sour prentices; Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride, Call country ants to harvest offices; Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime, Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
الصفحة 522 - Seven years thou wert lent to me, and I thee pay, Exacted by thy fate, on the just day. O, could I lose all father, now! For why Will man lament the state he should envy? To have so soon 'scaped world's and flesh's rage, And, if no other misery, yet age! Rest in soft peace; and, asked, say: Here doth lie Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry...
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| العنوان | The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical ... المجلد 4 من The Works of the British Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Robert Anderson |
| المُحرر | Robert Anderson |
| الناشر | Arch, 1795 |
| أصلي من | مكتبة نيويورك العامة |
| الكتب ذات التنسيق الرقمي | 4 تشرين الأول (أكتوبر) 2006 |
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