Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language, Volumen3W. Bulmer and Company, 1803 - 458 páginas |
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... Song , first published at Oxford in 1641 , 4to . For further particulars the reader may consult Langbaine's and Cibber's [ Shiell's ] Lives of the Poets . The two last of the following specimens , besides the harmony of their numbers ...
... Song , first published at Oxford in 1641 , 4to . For further particulars the reader may consult Langbaine's and Cibber's [ Shiell's ] Lives of the Poets . The two last of the following specimens , besides the harmony of their numbers ...
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... SONG . PACK clouds away , and welcome day , With night we banish sorrow ; Sweet air blow soft , mount larks aloft , To give my love good - morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind , Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune ...
... SONG . PACK clouds away , and welcome day , With night we banish sorrow ; Sweet air blow soft , mount larks aloft , To give my love good - morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind , Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune ...
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... Song . WE that have known no greater state Than this we live in , praise our fate : For , courtly silks in cares are spent , When country's russet breeds content . The power of sceptres we admire , But sheep - hooks for our use desire ...
... Song . WE that have known no greater state Than this we live in , praise our fate : For , courtly silks in cares are spent , When country's russet breeds content . The power of sceptres we admire , But sheep - hooks for our use desire ...
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... SONG . [ From " Aurora . " ] OH would to God a way were found That by some secret sympathy unknown My fair my fancy's depth might sound , And know my state as clearly as her own ! Then blest , most blest were I : No doubt beneath the ...
... SONG . [ From " Aurora . " ] OH would to God a way were found That by some secret sympathy unknown My fair my fancy's depth might sound , And know my state as clearly as her own ! Then blest , most blest were I : No doubt beneath the ...
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... song , if it be ( like the rest of the comedy ) translated from the Dutch , may possibly be thought worth preserving , as a specimen of Batavian fancy . Belchier died in the Low Countries , 1621 , having , according to Wood , 66 wrote ...
... song , if it be ( like the rest of the comedy ) translated from the Dutch , may possibly be thought worth preserving , as a specimen of Batavian fancy . Belchier died in the Low Countries , 1621 , having , according to Wood , 66 wrote ...
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Admet Æneid Anon Beaumont Beaumont and Fletcher beauty beauty's Biographia Dramatica birds born breast breath Carew Castara chaste Chloris Corpus Christi College court Cupid dear death delight died disdain dost doth earth Edgar Atheling English Exeter College extracted eyes fair fancy fate fear flame flowers folly Francis Beaumont GILES FLETCHER grace grief happy hath hear heart heaven honour joys king kiss Laius Langbaine language leave live lord lov'd Love's Love's cruelty lover maid MATTHEW STEVENSON melancholy mind miscellany mistress morning Muses ne'er never night nymph o'er Oxford passion Phillis Picts pleasure poems poet poetry praise printed reign rose Saxon says Wood scorn Shakspeare sighs sing smile SONG SONNET sorrow soul spring stanzas star Surrey sweet taste tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought unto wanton weep Whilst wind wings youth
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Página 132 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things : There is no armour against Fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 278 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for a hermitage.
Página 193 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Página 244 - 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 126 - But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And wither'd in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart ; I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition ; Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to smell my fatal day, Yet sugaring the suspicion.
Página 277 - Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free Fishes that tipple in the deep Know no such liberty.
Página 277 - PRISON WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Página 276 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Página 252 - Marched boldly up, like our trained band, Presented, and away. When all the meat was on the table What man of knife, or teeth, was able To stay to be intreated ? And this the very reason was Before the parson could say grace The company was seated.
Página 222 - Now the bright Morning Star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.