The Book of Gems: Chaucer to PriorSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1836 |
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... never for a moment forgetting the positions they are appointed to occupy in the great drama . If Italian literature had its influence upon his taste and style , and if the origins of his themes are generally to be found in Italy - the ...
... never for a moment forgetting the positions they are appointed to occupy in the great drama . If Italian literature had its influence upon his taste and style , and if the origins of his themes are generally to be found in Italy - the ...
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... never so imprest To hyde the thought that might the trouth avaunce . " This is however but one of the many panegyrics of his contemporaries ; all of whom describe him , and generally with more of truth than poetry , as one of the most ...
... never so imprest To hyde the thought that might the trouth avaunce . " This is however but one of the many panegyrics of his contemporaries ; all of whom describe him , and generally with more of truth than poetry , as one of the most ...
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... never shall recover healthfulnesse . The wynters hurt recovers with the warme , The parched grene restored is with shade : What warmth , alas ! may serve for to dysarme The frosen hart that myne in flame hath made ? What colde agayne is ...
... never shall recover healthfulnesse . The wynters hurt recovers with the warme , The parched grene restored is with shade : What warmth , alas ! may serve for to dysarme The frosen hart that myne in flame hath made ? What colde agayne is ...
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... never yet the travayll of my thought Of better state , could catche a cause to bost : For if I founde sometime that I have sought , Those sterres by whom I trusted of the port , My sayles do fall , and I advaunce right nought ; As ...
... never yet the travayll of my thought Of better state , could catche a cause to bost : For if I founde sometime that I have sought , Those sterres by whom I trusted of the port , My sayles do fall , and I advaunce right nought ; As ...
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... never man did see A wight but halfe so woe - begon as she . An hydeous hole al vaste , withouten shape , Of endless depth , orewhelmde with ragged stone , Wyth ougly mouth , and grisly jawes doth gape , And to our sight confounds it ...
... never man did see A wight but halfe so woe - begon as she . An hydeous hole al vaste , withouten shape , Of endless depth , orewhelmde with ragged stone , Wyth ougly mouth , and grisly jawes doth gape , And to our sight confounds it ...
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bear beauty Ben Jonson born breath brest Castara court dayes death delight desire doth Earl earth eche eyes face faire fame fancy farforth farre feare flame flowers fortune genius gentle GEORGE GASCOIGNE GILES FLETCHER give glory grace grene griefe hand happy hart hast hath heart heaven holy orders honour Hudibras Inner Temple Jonson king kisse labour lady LADY ANNE CLIFFORD light live look Lord love's lover mind Muse nature never night noble nought Oxford passed passion PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poems Poet poetry Poly-olbion pow'r praise Queen rest rich rose scorne seemd selfe shee Shepheard sighs sight sing Sir Philip Sidney song sonnets soul Spenser sunne sweet teares Tell thee theyre thine thing thinke thou art thought unto verse vertue wanton Westminster Abbey Whilst wight winds yeeld youth
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الصفحة 221 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
الصفحة 106 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
الصفحة 138 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound.
الصفحة 267 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet; But apples, plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice.
الصفحة 271 - Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood, And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews.
الصفحة 227 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But O, sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower ? Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek. Or call up him that left...
الصفحة 223 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequer'd shade...
الصفحة 267 - Ambergris on shore. He cast (of which we rather boast) The Gospel's Pearl upon our Coast. And in these Rocks for us did frame A Temple, where to sound his Name. Oh let our Voice his Praise exalt, Till it arrive at Heaven's Vault : Which thence (perhaps) rebounding may Echo beyond the Mexique Bay.
الصفحة 200 - Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness? It was gone Quite under ground; as flowers depart To see their mother-root, when they have blown; Where they together All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown.
الصفحة 226 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes; There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad, leaden, downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast.