The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, المجلد 5Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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الصفحة 309
... falne downe in a showre : But when the flowres she spred , To make her selfe a bed , And with her gowne them cled , A thousand times I wish'd t ' haue had their place . Thus whilst that senslesse things that blisse attain'd , Which vnto ...
... falne downe in a showre : But when the flowres she spred , To make her selfe a bed , And with her gowne them cled , A thousand times I wish'd t ' haue had their place . Thus whilst that senslesse things that blisse attain'd , Which vnto ...
الصفحة 319
... falne , sparks dim'd far flowne , They in strict bounds , strict bonds , kept captive be , Yet walke ore all this all , and know not known ; Yea soare to Heaven , as from their burden free , And there see things which cannot well be ...
... falne , sparks dim'd far flowne , They in strict bounds , strict bonds , kept captive be , Yet walke ore all this all , and know not known ; Yea soare to Heaven , as from their burden free , And there see things which cannot well be ...
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... falne , still strive to rise . Through Hell to Heaven since our Redeemer past , Thinke that all pleasure purchas'd is with paine , Though the first death , none shall the second taste , Who are with God eternally to raigne ; Chus'd ...
... falne , still strive to rise . Through Hell to Heaven since our Redeemer past , Thinke that all pleasure purchas'd is with paine , Though the first death , none shall the second taste , Who are with God eternally to raigne ; Chus'd ...
الصفحة 335
... falne on earth their ashes quenched be , Whom soar'd of late aloft men scarce could see . Those birds ( but turn'd to dust ) again shall raine , Which mutinous Israel with a curse receiv'd ; And those for sport so prodigally slaine ...
... falne on earth their ashes quenched be , Whom soar'd of late aloft men scarce could see . Those birds ( but turn'd to dust ) again shall raine , Which mutinous Israel with a curse receiv'd ; And those for sport so prodigally slaine ...
الصفحة 336
... falne mountains might Hide from his face who sits upon the throne . But , ah ! in vaine a lurking place is sought , Nought can be covered now , no , not one thought . The dreadfull noise which that great day proclaimes , When mix'd with ...
... falne mountains might Hide from his face who sits upon the throne . But , ah ! in vaine a lurking place is sought , Nought can be covered now , no , not one thought . The dreadfull noise which that great day proclaimes , When mix'd with ...
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angels bear beasts beauty Ben Jonson blood bloud body breath breed brest COUNTESS OF BEDFORD court dare dead dear death didst disdaine Donne dost doth Earth ELEGY eyes face fair fall falne fame farre fear fire flames foes friends give glory God's grace grief grone hand hate hath haue heart Heaven Hell honour horrour JOHN DONNE king light liv'd live look Lord loue lov'd love's lust mind Muse never night nought once paine pleasure poet poison'd poor pow'r praise prince rage rais'd rest SATIRE III SATIRE VI Satires scape scorne seem'd shame sight sinne sonne SONNET soul sprite straight strange Sunne sweet tears terrour thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue true twixt unto us'd verse vex'd virtue Whil'st wrath wretched
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الصفحة 46 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
الصفحة 56 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
الصفحة 69 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
الصفحة 451 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
الصفحة 198 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
الصفحة 69 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
الصفحة 71 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
الصفحة 55 - The forward violet thus did I chide ; — Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
الصفحة 59 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
الصفحة 55 - From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...