Specimens of the British Poets ...W. Suttaby, 1809 |
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... thou hast got Of simple Hearts through Love's shot , By whom ( unkind ! ) thou hast them won Think not he hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain That makest but game on earnest pain ...
... thou hast got Of simple Hearts through Love's shot , By whom ( unkind ! ) thou hast them won Think not he hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain That makest but game on earnest pain ...
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... thou canst tell How faithfully I vow'd to serve : And how thou seem'dst to like me well ; And how thou saidst I did deserve To be thy Lord , thy Knight , thy King , And how much more I list not sing . And canst thou now , thou cruel one ...
... thou canst tell How faithfully I vow'd to serve : And how thou seem'dst to like me well ; And how thou saidst I did deserve To be thy Lord , thy Knight , thy King , And how much more I list not sing . And canst thou now , thou cruel one ...
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British poets. And canst thou now , thou cruel one , Condemn desert to deep despair ? Is all thy promise past and ... thou hast now so lewdly play'd ; Medoro , he must be thy make , Since thou Orlando dost forsake . WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE ...
British poets. And canst thou now , thou cruel one , Condemn desert to deep despair ? Is all thy promise past and ... thou hast now so lewdly play'd ; Medoro , he must be thy make , Since thou Orlando dost forsake . WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE ...
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... Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude : Thy tooth is not so keen , Because thou art not seen , Although thy breath be rude . Freeze , freeze thou bitter sky , Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters ...
... Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude : Thy tooth is not so keen , Because thou art not seen , Although thy breath be rude . Freeze , freeze thou bitter sky , Thou dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters ...
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... Thou hast finish'd joy and moan . SYMPATHIZING LOVE . As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May , Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made ; Beasts did leap , and birds did sing , Trees did grow , and plants did ...
... Thou hast finish'd joy and moan . SYMPATHIZING LOVE . As it fell upon a day In the merry month of May , Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made ; Beasts did leap , and birds did sing , Trees did grow , and plants did ...
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Alma beauteous beauty Blouzelind breast breath bright Castara charms Cupid dear death delight Dick doth e'er eccho ring Eclogue Emma eyes face fair fame fancy fate fear flame flowers gentle give goddess grace grief ground hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven honour Hymen king kiss light live lov'd lover Lubberkin Lucretius lute lyre maid MATTHEW PRIOR mighty mind Muse ne'er never NICHOLAS ROWE night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er Ovid pain Pallas passion pity plac'd plain pleasure poets praise pride queen rose shade shepherd shine sighs sight sing smile soft song SONNETS sorrow soul spide summer queen sung swain sweet tears tell Tereu thee thine things THOMAS PARNELL thought thrice Twas unto verse virtue ween Whilst winds wings wise woods youth
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Seite 183 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Seite 189 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Seite 14 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Seite 180 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Seite 223 - Far in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Seite 186 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity ; Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles.
Seite 180 - But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest, saddest plight.
Seite 163 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king. All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants, belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice; Man for thee does sow and plow; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Seite 216 - Art she had none, yet wanted none, For Nature did that Want supply: So rich in Treasures of her Own, She might our boasted Stores defy: Such Noble Vigour did her Verse adorn, That it seem'd borrow'd, where 'twas only born.
Seite 125 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?