The Loves and Heroines of the PoetsRichard Henry Stoddard Derby & Jackson, 1861 - 480 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة v
... ladies once " ' Twas night and underneath " NOTE TASSO . 23 28 Ah me ! it is a cruel destiny " " One day my lady at a balcony " 28 " Three high - born dames it was my lot 29 " She , who a maiden , taught me , love " 29 29 " Anger a ...
... ladies once " ' Twas night and underneath " NOTE TASSO . 23 28 Ah me ! it is a cruel destiny " " One day my lady at a balcony " 28 " Three high - born dames it was my lot 29 " She , who a maiden , taught me , love " 29 29 " Anger a ...
الصفحة vii
... lady's weeping His sighs and tears are bootless Song . Song . To Celia To the same JONSON . 112 To Celia 113 A celebration of Charis . . 113 His discourse with Cupid 114 Claiming a second kiss by desert AURORA ALEXANDER . EARL OF ...
... lady's weeping His sighs and tears are bootless Song . Song . To Celia To the same JONSON . 112 To Celia 113 A celebration of Charis . . 113 His discourse with Cupid 114 Claiming a second kiss by desert AURORA ALEXANDER . EARL OF ...
الصفحة ix
... lady ! whose harmonious name 167 " Lady ! it cannot be " 169 168 " As on a hill - top rude " " Enamoured , artless , young 169 168 On his deceased wife 170 To Charles Deodati . . 168 1 CELIA Song Song To his jealous mistress THOMAS ...
... lady ! whose harmonious name 167 " Lady ! it cannot be " 169 168 " As on a hill - top rude " " Enamoured , artless , young 169 168 On his deceased wife 170 To Charles Deodati . . 168 1 CELIA Song Song To his jealous mistress THOMAS ...
الصفحة xi
... worms JOHN WILMOT . EARL OF ROCHESTER . . 255 | Song To Chloris CHARLES COTTON . 257 Estrennes Song . JOHN DRYDEN . 260 Song to a fair young lady JOHN NORRIS . Superstition . NOTE Song . NOTE An ode To Chloe weeping • CONTENTS . xi.
... worms JOHN WILMOT . EARL OF ROCHESTER . . 255 | Song To Chloris CHARLES COTTON . 257 Estrennes Song . JOHN DRYDEN . 260 Song to a fair young lady JOHN NORRIS . Superstition . NOTE Song . NOTE An ode To Chloe weeping • CONTENTS . xi.
الصفحة xiv
... Lady Ann 359 The poet's bridal - day song Gang to the brakens wi ' me . NOTE To Harriet To Mary Love's philosophy MARY CHAWORTH LADY BYRON THE COUNTESS GUICCIOLI Maid of Athens . JAMES HOGG . SHELLEY . 365 To 366 Lines to an Indian air ...
... Lady Ann 359 The poet's bridal - day song Gang to the brakens wi ' me . NOTE To Harriet To Mary Love's philosophy MARY CHAWORTH LADY BYRON THE COUNTESS GUICCIOLI Maid of Athens . JAMES HOGG . SHELLEY . 365 To 366 Lines to an Indian air ...
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Anne Boleyn Anthony à Wood birds blush breast breath bright CASTARA chaste cheeks cruel Cupid dear death delight desire disdain Donne dost doth England's Helicon face fair Falero favour fear Ferrara fire flame flowers give glory grace grief hair happy hast hath hear heaven honour hope JOHN DONNE kiss lady leave Leonora lero light lips live look Lord love thee Love's lover maid marriage married MICHAEL DRAYTON mind mistress morning ne'er never night nymph o'er pain passion Petrarch Phillis pity poems poet praise Queen RAPE OF LUCRECE RICHARD LOVELACE rose SAMUEL DANIEL scorn shepherd shine sighs sight sing smile SONG sonnets sorrow soul spring stars Stella Surrey sweet Swift Tasso tears tell thine eyes thought thy beauty thy heart true unto VENUS AND ADONIS verse vows weep Whilst wife wind youth
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الصفحة 75 - Since there's no help. come let us kiss and part: Nay. I have done: you get no more of me. And I am glad. yea. glad with all my heart. That thus so cleanly I myself can free: Shake hands for ever. cancel all our vows. And when we meet at any time again. Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
الصفحة 95 - Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
الصفحة 115 - 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 472 - Would she were mine, and I to-day, Like her, a harvester of hay : "No doubtful balance of rights and wrongs, Nor weary lawyers with endless tongues, " But low of cattle and song of birds, And health and quiet and loving words.
الصفحة 97 - Coral is far more red than her lips' red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress...
الصفحة 420 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.
الصفحة 222 - When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates. And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye. The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
الصفحة 323 - Is ever wi' my Jean. I see her in the dewy flowers, I see her sweet and fair : I hear her in the tunefu...
الصفحة 223 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
الصفحة 95 - How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere! And yet this time removed was summer's time; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lords...