Gathered riches from the older poets, A.D. 1340-1699 [ed. by W.K.].Houlston and Wright, 1865 - 123 Seiten |
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... in governing so well may dwell Of vulgar raptures here , as when calm death Dissolves that learned empire with your breath . Your lower parts , that you as free To teach and live thus is the only use And 52 PERIOD SECOND .
... in governing so well may dwell Of vulgar raptures here , as when calm death Dissolves that learned empire with your breath . Your lower parts , that you as free To teach and live thus is the only use And 52 PERIOD SECOND .
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... dwell no hateful looks , no palace cares , No broken vows dwell here , nor pale - faced fears : Then here I'll sit , and sigh my past life's folly , And learn to affect a holy melancholy ; And if contentment be a stranger then , I'll ne ...
... dwell no hateful looks , no palace cares , No broken vows dwell here , nor pale - faced fears : Then here I'll sit , and sigh my past life's folly , And learn to affect a holy melancholy ; And if contentment be a stranger then , I'll ne ...
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... dwell'st thou ? Up above , in perfect light : What is thy time ? Eternity it is : What state ? Attendance of each glorious spirit : Thyself , thy place , thy dayes , thy state Pass all the thoughts of powers create . How shall I reach ...
... dwell'st thou ? Up above , in perfect light : What is thy time ? Eternity it is : What state ? Attendance of each glorious spirit : Thyself , thy place , thy dayes , thy state Pass all the thoughts of powers create . How shall I reach ...
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... dwell , And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well , And better than thy stroke . Why swell'st thou , then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more : Death , thou shalt die . III . Why are we by all ...
... dwell , And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well , And better than thy stroke . Why swell'st thou , then ? One short sleep past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more : Death , thou shalt die . III . Why are we by all ...
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... dwell above the skies , Free from human miseries ; You , whom highest heaven imbowers , Praise the Lord with all your powers ; Angels your clear voices raise , Him ye heavenly armies praise . Sun and moon with borrowed light , All you ...
... dwell above the skies , Free from human miseries ; You , whom highest heaven imbowers , Praise the Lord with all your powers ; Angels your clear voices raise , Him ye heavenly armies praise . Sun and moon with borrowed light , All you ...
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Gathered Riches From the Older Poets: A. D. 1340-1699 (Classic Reprint) Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2015 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
angels ANON art thou beams beauty behold BEN JONSON birds blessed blest bliss blossom born breath bright CHAUCER Christ cloud comfort creatures dark death delight divine doth dust dwell earth eternal eyes face fair faith fear flesh flowers GEORGE SANDYS give glorious glory God's grace grave hand hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope humble Hymn JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN DONNE King leave light live look Lord Love's man's mercy mighty mind mortal Nature's never NICHOLAS BRETON night nightingale o'er pleasure poor praise Psalm pure rest rich RICHARD ROLLE rise savest Saviour scorn sense shepherds shew shine sight sing SIR HENRY WOTTON SIR JOHN DAVIES sleep song soul spring stars strong Tell Thee Thine things Thou art Thou hast thought Three Wise Men Thy Majesty thyself tree true voice wake wight wilt wind wings wise withers
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Seite 189 - Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less, Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade.
Seite 152 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Seite 137 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Seite 140 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart, and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...
Seite 97 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Seite 77 - How happy is he born and taught, That serveth not another's will! Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Seite 92 - Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men, And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell, And poppy, or charms can make us sleep as well, And better than thy stroke; why swell'st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.
Seite 66 - Say to the court, it glows, And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church, it shows What's good, and doth no good. If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates they live Acting by others' action; Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by a faction.
Seite 136 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
Seite 137 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.