The Purple Island, a PoemBurton and Briggs, 1816 - 190 من الصفحات |
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... heav'n , and there hath learn'd the art To frame angelic strains , and canzons sing ; Too high and deep for any shallow heart . Ah , blessed soul ! in those celestial rays , Which gave thee light , these lower works to blaze , Thou sit ...
... heav'n , and there hath learn'd the art To frame angelic strains , and canzons sing ; Too high and deep for any shallow heart . Ah , blessed soul ! in those celestial rays , Which gave thee light , these lower works to blaze , Thou sit ...
الصفحة 7
... heav'n takes root in mud or thorns . When owls or crows , imping their flaggy wing With thy stol'n plumes , their notes thro ' th ' air would fling ; Oh shame ! they howl and croak , whilst fond they strain to sing . XXIV . Enough for ...
... heav'n takes root in mud or thorns . When owls or crows , imping their flaggy wing With thy stol'n plumes , their notes thro ' th ' air would fling ; Oh shame ! they howl and croak , whilst fond they strain to sing . XXIV . Enough for ...
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... Heav'n yet never tried : None sought new coasts , nor foreign lands descried ; But in their own they liv'd , and in their own they died . L. But ah ! what liveth long in happiness ? Grief , of a heavy nature , steady lies , And cannot ...
... Heav'n yet never tried : None sought new coasts , nor foreign lands descried ; But in their own they liv'd , and in their own they died . L. But ah ! what liveth long in happiness ? Grief , of a heavy nature , steady lies , And cannot ...
الصفحة 41
... heav'n , whilst they sink down in end- less night . XXXIV . So is this Island's lower region : Yet , ah ! much better is it sure than so . But my poor reeds , like my condition , ( Low is the shepherd's state , my song as low ) 1 Mar ...
... heav'n , whilst they sink down in end- less night . XXXIV . So is this Island's lower region : Yet , ah ! much better is it sure than so . But my poor reeds , like my condition , ( Low is the shepherd's state , my song as low ) 1 Mar ...
الصفحة 44
... heav'n is dead , our low heav'n lives : Nor scorns that lofty One , thus low to dwell ; Here his best stars he sets and glorious cell , And fills with saintly spirits , so turns to Heav'n from Hell . X. About this region round in ...
... heav'n is dead , our low heav'n lives : Nor scorns that lofty One , thus low to dwell ; Here his best stars he sets and glorious cell , And fills with saintly spirits , so turns to Heav'n from Hell . X. About this region round in ...
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armour arms bands beauty blood breast breath bright call'd Cant CANTO chang'd chyle colour death divers doth dwell Earth ev'ry eyes face fair fair ISLE fair mount fears fiends fierce fight fill'd fire flame Fletcher flow'rs foes foul fram'd frame gentle GILES FLETCHER glorious golden grace grief hand happy hath head heart heat Heav'n heav'nly Hell hellish Hepar HILGAY Isle light live liver lofty maid Methos mighty Muse ne'er never night nimble Ovid passage Pentarchy Peritoneum PHINEAS FLETCHER pipe plac'd pow'r prince Purple Island rage rest rise round seem'd shame shepherd shield shining show'rs side sight silver sing sleep song soon soul sparkling Spenser spite spleen sprite stands stars streams swain sweet swelling Tactus tears thee thence thin Thirsil thou thousand Thracian Thumos Tiphys tongue tow'rs tunicle Twixt unto veins Vex'd wall waves winds wondrous word wretched XXXII
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الصفحة xi - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
الصفحة 94 - Fond man, that looks on Earth for happiness, And here long seeks what here is never found ! For all our good we hold from Heav'n by lease, With many forfeits and conditions bound ; Nor can we pay the fine, and rentage due : Though now but writ, and seal'd, and giv'n anew, Yet daily we it break, then daily must renew. Why shouldst thou here look for perpetual good. At...
الصفحة 151 - Arabian bird, shining in colours new ; Itself unto itself was only mate ; Ever the same, but new in newer date : And underneath was writ ' Such is chaste single state.' Thus hid in arms she seem'da goodly knight, And fit for any warlike exercise : But when she list lay down her armour bright, And back resume her peaceful maiden's guise ; The fairest Maid she was, that ever yet Prison'd her locks within a golden net, Or let them waving hang, with roses fair beset.
الصفحة 168 - No empty hopes, no courtly fears him fright ; Nor begging wants his middle fortune bite : But sweet content exiles both misery and spite. Instead of music, and base flattering tongues, Which wait to first salute my lord's uprise ; The cheerful lark wakes him with early songs, And birds sweet...
الصفحة x - An holy-water sprinkle, dipt in dew, With which she sprinkled favours manifold On whom she list, and did great liking shew, — Great liking unto many, but true love to few.
الصفحة 152 - A bed of lilies flower upon her cheek, And in the midst was set a circling rose ; Whose sweet aspect would force Narcissus seek New liveries, and fresher colours choose To deck his beauteous head in snowy 'tire ; But all in vain : for who can hope t...
الصفحة 169 - His certain life, that never can deceive him, Is full of thousand sweets, and rich content : The smooth-leaved beeches in the field receive him With coolest shades, till...
الصفحة 168 - Thrice, oh thrice happy, shepherd's life and state, When courts are happiness* unhappy pawns! His cottage low, and safely humble gate Shuts out proud Fortune, with her scorns and fawns : No feared treason breaks his quiet sleep : Singing all day, his Hocks he learns to keep ; Himself as innocent as are his simple sheep.
الصفحة 169 - God can please. His bed of wool yields safe and quiet sleeps, While by his side his faithful spouse hath place ; His little son into his bosom creeps, . The lively picture of his father's...
الصفحة 153 - By force of th' inward sun both shine and move ; Throned in her heart sits love's high majesty, — In highest majesty the highest love. As when a taper shines in glassy frame, The sparkling crystal burns in glittering flame, So does that brightest love brighten this lovely dame.