A Poetry-book of Elder Poets: Consisting of Songs & Sonnets, Odes & Lyrics, Selected and Arranged, with Notes, from the Works of the Elder English Poets, Dating from the Beginning of the Fourteenth Century to the Middle of the Eighteenth CenturyB. Tauchnitz, 1878 - 298 Seiten |
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... lies , When faith is kneeling by his bed of death , And innocence is closing up his eyes , -Now if thou would'st , when all have given him over , From death to life thou might'st him yet recover ! Michael Drayton . 26 TO THE MOON . TO ...
... lies , When faith is kneeling by his bed of death , And innocence is closing up his eyes , -Now if thou would'st , when all have given him over , From death to life thou might'st him yet recover ! Michael Drayton . 26 TO THE MOON . TO ...
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... lies : But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all - judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed , Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed . " O fountain Arethuse , and thou honour'd flood Smooth ...
... lies : But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all - judging Jove ; As he pronounces lastly on each deed , Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed . " O fountain Arethuse , and thou honour'd flood Smooth ...
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... lies . For , so to interpose a little ease , Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise ; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away , -where'er thy bones are hurl'd , Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides Where ...
... lies . For , so to interpose a little ease , Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise ; Ay me ! whilst thee the shores and sounding seas Wash far away , -where'er thy bones are hurl'd , Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides Where ...
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... lies : Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change Into something rich and strange ; Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark ! now I hear them ...
... lies : Of his bones are coral made ; Those are pearls that were his eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade , But doth suffer a sea - change Into something rich and strange ; Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark ! now I hear them ...
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... bubble dies ; The spring intomb'd in autumn lies ; The dew's dry'd up ; the star is shot ; The flight is past ; and man forgot ! Francis Beaumont , 54 MAN'S MORTALITY . MAN'S MORTALITY . LIKE as the W Drummond Francis Beaumont.
... bubble dies ; The spring intomb'd in autumn lies ; The dew's dry'd up ; the star is shot ; The flight is past ; and man forgot ! Francis Beaumont , 54 MAN'S MORTALITY . MAN'S MORTALITY . LIKE as the W Drummond Francis Beaumont.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ALEXANDER SELKIRK AULD ROBIN GRAY BATTLE OF AGINCOURT Beaumont beauty birds Blake breath bright CHRIST'S NATIVITY crown dear death doth earth Elder Poets ELEGY ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA Eurydice eyes fair fairy fear Fletcher flower golden good-morrow grave green grief grove hand hast hath hear heart heaven Helen honour INVERMAY King Kirconnell kiss ladies light Line live Lord LOVE'S LOVER Lycidas lyre melancholy Milton moon MORNING OF CHRIST'S Mother Muse Nanny ne'er never night nightingale Noroway notes numbers nymph o'er Osiris pale PATRICK SPENCE Phillida flouts Philomela pleasure poem praise Procne queen rose sad cypress satyrs shade Shakespeare shepherds shine sigh sing SIR PATRICK SPENCE sleep smiling SONG sorrow soul sound spring stream swain sweet tears tell Tereus Thammuz thee things tree unto Verse voice wanton warble weep winds wings Yarrow youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 19 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Seite 203 - How blest is he who crowns in shades like these A youth of labour with an age of ease; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
Seite 73 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Seite 139 - Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Seite 117 - When Love with unconfine'd 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.
Seite 274 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Seite 268 - See how from far, upon the eastern road, The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet : O run, prevent them with thy humble ode And lay it lowly at His blessed feet ; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet, And join thy voice unto the angel quire From out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire.
Seite 146 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Seite 82 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams, Or likest hovering dreams The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Seite 210 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...