The Purple Island, a PoemBurton and Briggs, 1816 - 190 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة vii
... Purple Island , Cant . vi . St. 5 . " The eulogium to Spenser's memory , Cant . i . stanza 19 . does equal credit to his heart as to his abilities , and deserves being brought forward to notice . " He again touches on the misfortune of ...
... Purple Island , Cant . vi . St. 5 . " The eulogium to Spenser's memory , Cant . i . stanza 19 . does equal credit to his heart as to his abilities , and deserves being brought forward to notice . " He again touches on the misfortune of ...
الصفحة 1
Phineas Fletcher. THE PURPLE ISLAND . CANTO I I. THE warmer sun the golden bull outran , And with the twins made haste to inn * and play ; Scatt'ring ten thousand flow'rs , anew began To paint the world , and piece the length'ning day ...
Phineas Fletcher. THE PURPLE ISLAND . CANTO I I. THE warmer sun the golden bull outran , And with the twins made haste to inn * and play ; Scatt'ring ten thousand flow'rs , anew began To paint the world , and piece the length'ning day ...
الصفحة 5
... were cross'd , all suits denied ; Discourag'd , scorn'd , his writings vilified : Distrest alas ! he liv'd ; distrest alas ! he died . + Spenser . * Apollo . XIX . And had not that great Hart , whose THE PURPLE ISLAND . 5.
... were cross'd , all suits denied ; Discourag'd , scorn'd , his writings vilified : Distrest alas ! he liv'd ; distrest alas ! he died . + Spenser . * Apollo . XIX . And had not that great Hart , whose THE PURPLE ISLAND . 5.
الصفحة 6
... shroud them in their mother - spring . * A citation from Spenser's Poem " The Ruines of Time ; " ... and supposed to allude to Cecil , Lord Burleigh . 1 XXIII . Yet thou harmonious muse , why should'st THE PURPLE ISLAND .
... shroud them in their mother - spring . * A citation from Spenser's Poem " The Ruines of Time ; " ... and supposed to allude to Cecil , Lord Burleigh . 1 XXIII . Yet thou harmonious muse , why should'st THE PURPLE ISLAND .
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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 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 praise 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 XXXIII
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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 168 - 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 flocks he learns to keep, Himself as innocent as are his simple sheep. No Serian worms he knows, that with their thread Draw out their silken lives — nor silken pride: His lambs...
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 Heaven by lease, With many forfeits and conditions bound ; Nor can we pay the fine, and...
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 151 - Upon her forehead Love his trophies fits, A thousand spoils in silver arch displaying : And in the midst himself full proudly sits, Himself in awful majesty arraying : Upon her brows lies his bent ebon bow, And ready shafts ; deadly those weapons show; Yet sweet the death appear'd, lovely that deadly blow.
الصفحة 169 - 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 131 - The cheerful lark, mounting from early bed, With sweet salutes awakes the drowsy light; The earth she left, and up to heav'n is fled ; There chants her maker's praises out of sight.
الصفحة x - Gainst whom he always bent a brazen shield, Which his right hand unarmed fearfully did wield. With him went Hope in rank, a handsome maid, Of chearfull look and lovely to behold; In silken samite she was light array'd, And her fair locks...
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 164 - Begins again her lively beauties spread, And with new pride her silken leaves display ; And while the sun doth now more gently play, Lays out her swelling bosom to the smiling day.