A treasury of English sonnets, ed. with notes by D.M. MainDavid M. Main 1880 |
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... sense from the heart , The lovely pleasance , and the lofty pride , Cannot expressèd be by any art . A greater craftsman's hand thereto doth need That can express the life of things indeed . XII ( 22 ) HIS holy season , fit to 6 A ...
... sense from the heart , The lovely pleasance , and the lofty pride , Cannot expressèd be by any art . A greater craftsman's hand thereto doth need That can express the life of things indeed . XII ( 22 ) HIS holy season , fit to 6 A ...
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... sense and will invassal reason's power : Know what I list , this all can not me move , But that , O me ! I both must write and love . WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXIII OW while the Night her sable veil hath spread , Now And silently her ...
... sense and will invassal reason's power : Know what I list , this all can not me move , But that , O me ! I both must write and love . WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXIII OW while the Night her sable veil hath spread , Now And silently her ...
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... sense ne'er taking hold ; Or if by chance our minds do muse on ought , It is some picture on the margin wrought . CXXVII FOR THE BAPTIST . HE last and greatest herald of Heaven's King , THE Girt with rough skins , hies to the deserts ...
... sense ne'er taking hold ; Or if by chance our minds do muse on ought , It is some picture on the margin wrought . CXXVII FOR THE BAPTIST . HE last and greatest herald of Heaven's King , THE Girt with rough skins , hies to the deserts ...
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... sense in sin that lowers . What soul can be so sick which by thy songs , Attired in sweetness , sweetly is not driven Quite to forget earth's turmoils , spites , and wrongs , And lift a reverend eye and thought to heaven ! Sweet artless ...
... sense in sin that lowers . What soul can be so sick which by thy songs , Attired in sweetness , sweetly is not driven Quite to forget earth's turmoils , spites , and wrongs , And lift a reverend eye and thought to heaven ! Sweet artless ...
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... sense of sorrow he awhile may lose : So have I sought thy flowers , fair Poesy ! So charmed my way with friendship and the Muse . But darker now grows life's unhappy day , Dark with new clouds of evil yet to come ; Her pencil sickening ...
... sense of sorrow he awhile may lose : So have I sought thy flowers , fair Poesy ! So charmed my way with friendship and the Muse . But darker now grows life's unhappy day , Dark with new clouds of evil yet to come ; Her pencil sickening ...
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Barnabe Barnes beauty birds blest breath bright Charles Lamb CHARLES TENNYSON clouds dark dead dear death delight divine dost doth dream earth edition EDMUND SPENSER ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING English Sonnets eyes fair fancy fear flowers gentle glory grace green Grosart hand happy Hartley Coleridge hast hath heart heaven Henry honour John JOHN CLARE John Keats John Milton Keats Leigh Hunt light live Lord Love's memory Milton mind morning Muse never night o'er passion Poems poet poet's Poetical poetry praise printed rime rose Samuel Daniel says Shakspeare's shine Sidney sight silent sing sleep soft song sorrow soul Spenser spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tender thee thine things Thomas thou art thought unto verse voice volume William Caldwell Roscoe William Drummond WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings words write written youth
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Seite 40 - Love's not Time's Fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Seite 115 - Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame Hesperus with the host of Heaven came And, lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Seite 24 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Seite 22 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Seite 34 - They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others , are themselves as stone , Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow ; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces , Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die...
Seite 39 - 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.
Seite 96 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the Sea, One of the Mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age Thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen Music, Liberty...
Seite 130 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Seite 21 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Seite 143 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...