The Pembroke Booklets: First Series, Volúmenes1-3J. R. Tutin, 1906 |
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... move ; And what we call Their Sympathy is but Love to get in general . All Mankind are alike to them , And though we Iron find That never with a Loadstone joined , ' Tis not the Iron's Fault , It is because near the Loadstone yet it was ...
... move ; And what we call Their Sympathy is but Love to get in general . All Mankind are alike to them , And though we Iron find That never with a Loadstone joined , ' Tis not the Iron's Fault , It is because near the Loadstone yet it was ...
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... move her , Looking ill prevail ? Prithee , why so pale ? Why so dull and mute , young Sinner ? Prithee , why so mute ? Will , when speaking well can't win her , Saying nothing do't ? Prithee , why so mute ? Quit , quit , for Shame ...
... move her , Looking ill prevail ? Prithee , why so pale ? Why so dull and mute , young Sinner ? Prithee , why so mute ? Will , when speaking well can't win her , Saying nothing do't ? Prithee , why so mute ? Quit , quit , for Shame ...
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First Series. Quit , quit , for Shame , this will not move , This cannot take her . If of herself she will not love , Nothing can make herThe Devil take her ! -Aglaura , Act IV . sc . i . FILL it up , fill it up to the Brink , When the ...
First Series. Quit , quit , for Shame , this will not move , This cannot take her . If of herself she will not love , Nothing can make herThe Devil take her ! -Aglaura , Act IV . sc . i . FILL it up , fill it up to the Brink , When the ...
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... move , And haunts my Breast , by Absence made The living Tomb of Love . You wiser Men , despise me not , Whose Love - sick Fancy raves On Shades of Souls and Heav'n knows what , Short Ages live in Graves : Whene'er those wounding Eyes ...
... move , And haunts my Breast , by Absence made The living Tomb of Love . You wiser Men , despise me not , Whose Love - sick Fancy raves On Shades of Souls and Heav'n knows what , Short Ages live in Graves : Whene'er those wounding Eyes ...
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... move And in frail Joys believe , Taking false Pleasure for true Love ; But Pain can ne'er deceive . Kind , jealous Doubts , tormenting , And anxious Cares when past , Prove our Heart's Treasure fix'd and dear And make us blest at last ...
... move And in frail Joys believe , Taking false Pleasure for true Love ; But Pain can ne'er deceive . Kind , jealous Doubts , tormenting , And anxious Cares when past , Prove our Heart's Treasure fix'd and dear And make us blest at last ...
Términos y frases comunes
afflicted band beauty beauty's bel ami Ben Jonson birds blest blushing breast breath bright Constable cruel dear death delight desire dost doth earth eyes face fair Rosaline fair Samela Fancy favour fear fire flames flocks flowers gilt top grace green grief happy heart heaven Heigh Henry Constable honour hope J. R. Tutin KATHERINE PHILIPS King kiss leave light live Lodge look Love's lovers lyric maid mind Mistress muse N'oserez never night nought Nymphs pain PHINEAS FLETCHER Phoebus pity Pleasure poetry poets praise pretty Robert Greene Robert Southwell Rosalind Rosaline roses Samuel Daniel scorn Selected Poems shade shepherd shine sighs sight sing Sir John Suckling Sith smile Song Sonnets sorrow soul Southwell spring SUCKLING swain sweet tears thine thing Thomas Lodge thou art thoughts thrall true unto Venus verse wanton weep whilst William Drummond winds wings
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Página 39 - 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?
Página 59 - Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born : Relieve my languish and restore the light; With dark forgetting of my care, return, And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth : Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn Without the torment of the night's untruth.
Página 12 - My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns; Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns; The fuel justice layeth on, and mercy blows the coals; The metal in this furnace wrought are men's defiled souls: For which, as now on fire I am to work them to their good, So will I melt into a bath to wash them in my blood.
Página 46 - Muses' heavenly lays, With toil of sprite which are so dearly bought, As idle sounds, of few or none are sought; That there is nothing lighter than vain praise.
Página 47 - SLEEP, Silence' child, sweet father of soft rest, Prince, whose approach peace to all mortals brings, Indifferent host to shepherds and to kings...
Página 24 - Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more. If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover.
Página 11 - With orient pearl, with ruby red, With marble white, with sapphire blue Her body every way is fed, Yet soft in touch and sweet in view : Heigh ho, fair Rosaline ! Nature herself her shape admires ; The Gods are wounded in her sight ; And Love forsakes his heavenly fires And at her eyes his brand doth light...
Página 58 - MY DEAR mistress has a heart Soft as those kind looks she gave me; When with love's resistless art, And her eyes, she did enslave me. But her constancy's so weak, She's so wild and apt to wander, That my jealous heart would break Should we live one day asunder.
Página 11 - As I in hoary winter's night Stood shivering in the snow, Surprised I was with sudden heat Which made my heart to glow; And lifting up a fearful eye To view what fire was near, A pretty babe all burning bright Did in the air appear; Who, scorched with excessive heat, Such floods of tears did shed, As though His floods should quench His flames, SOUTHWELL • CRASHAW Which with His tears were fed: 'Alas!
Página 42 - Ah then, ah then, If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain...