The Works of the English Poets: CowleyH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... beauty of all Italy . Her , lavish Nature did at first adorn , With Pallas ' foul in Cytherea's form : And , framing her attractive eyes fo bright , Spent all her wit in ftudy , that they might Keep earth from chaos and eternal night ...
... beauty of all Italy . Her , lavish Nature did at first adorn , With Pallas ' foul in Cytherea's form : And , framing her attractive eyes fo bright , Spent all her wit in ftudy , that they might Keep earth from chaos and eternal night ...
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... beauty rare ♬ And to her virtuous mind's nobility The gifts of Fate and Nature doubled were ; That in her spotless soul and lovely face You might have seen each deity and grace . The fcornful boy Adonis , viewing her , Would Venus ...
... beauty rare ♬ And to her virtuous mind's nobility The gifts of Fate and Nature doubled were ; That in her spotless soul and lovely face You might have seen each deity and grace . The fcornful boy Adonis , viewing her , Would Venus ...
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... beauty I may fee ! " For ever view those eyes , whofe charming light , " More than theworld befides , does please my fight . " Those who contemn thy facred deity , 64 Laugh at thy power , make them thine anger know : " I faultless am ...
... beauty I may fee ! " For ever view those eyes , whofe charming light , " More than theworld befides , does please my fight . " Those who contemn thy facred deity , 64 Laugh at thy power , make them thine anger know : " I faultless am ...
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... the gin , till ta'en , " Or the poor fly caught in Arachne's net , " Even fo I fported with her beauty's light , Till I at last grew blind with too much fight . " First it came stealing on me , whilst I " First COWLEY'S POEMS .
... the gin , till ta'en , " Or the poor fly caught in Arachne's net , " Even fo I fported with her beauty's light , Till I at last grew blind with too much fight . " First it came stealing on me , whilst I " First COWLEY'S POEMS .
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... beauty , came ! " Trust me , I long have hid my love ; but now " Am forc'd to fhow ' t , fuch is my inward fmart ; " And you alone , fair Saint ! the means do know " To heal the wound of my confuming heart . " Then , fince it only in ...
... beauty , came ! " Trust me , I long have hid my love ; but now " Am forc'd to fhow ' t , fuch is my inward fmart ; " And you alone , fair Saint ! the means do know " To heal the wound of my confuming heart . " Then , fince it only in ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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Página 117 - Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say, Have ye not seen us walking every day? Was there a tree about which did not know The love betwixt us two? Henceforth, ye gentle trees, for ever fade ; Or your sad branches thicker join, And into darksome shades combine, Dark as the grave wherein my friend is laid...
Página 272 - Tis hope is the most hopeless thing of all. Hope, thou bold taster of delight, Who, whilst thou should'st but taste, devour'st it quite!
Página 118 - Knowledge he only sought, and so soon caught, As if for him knowledge had rather sought: Nor did more learning ever crowded lie In such a short mortality. Whene'er the skilful youth discoursed or writ, Still did the notions throng About his eloquent tongue, Nor could his ink flow faster than his wit.
Página 138 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Página 21 - ... Amongst all holy and consecrated things, which the devil ever stole and alienated from the service of the Deity, as altars, temples, sacrifices, prayers, and the like, there is none that he so universally and so long usurpt, as poetry. It is time to recover it out of the tyrant's hands, and to restore it to the kingdom of God, who is the father of it.
Página 23 - Troy half so stored with great, heroical, and supernatural actions (since verse will needs find or make such), as the wars of Joshua, of the Judges, of David, and divers others ? Can all the transformations of the gods give such copious hints to flourish and expatiate on, as the true miracles of Christ, or of his prophets and apostles?
Página 247 - I descend to the grave May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books, both true, Both wise, and both delightful too!
Página 96 - tis not to adorn and gild each part; That shows more cost than art. Jewels at nose and lips but ill appear ; Rather than all things wit, let none be there, Several lights will not be seen, If there be nothing else between. Men doubt, because they stand so thick i* th' sky, If those be stars which paint the Galaxy.
Página 143 - A Mighty pain to Love it is, And 'tis a pain that pain to miss. But of all pains the greatest pain It is to love, but love in vain.
Página 22 - There was no other religion ; and therefore that was better than none at all : but to us, who have no need of them ; to us, who deride their folly, and are wearied with their impertinencies ; they ought to appear no better arguments for verse, than those of their worthy successors, the knights errant.