Bell's Edition, Volúmenes23-24J. Bell, 1799 |
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... foes and his ( who made thee to stand Centinel in this world's garrison ) thus yield , And for forbid wars leave th ' appointed field ? Know thy foes : the foul devil ( he whom thou Striv'st to please ) for hate , not love , would allow ...
... foes and his ( who made thee to stand Centinel in this world's garrison ) thus yield , And for forbid wars leave th ' appointed field ? Know thy foes : the foul devil ( he whom thou Striv'st to please ) for hate , not love , would allow ...
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... foe ; And wouldst persuade her to a worse offence Than that whereof thou didst accuse her wench . Reason there's none for thee , but thou may'st vex Her with example . Say , for fear her sex Shun her she needs must change : I do not see ...
... foe ; And wouldst persuade her to a worse offence Than that whereof thou didst accuse her wench . Reason there's none for thee , but thou may'st vex Her with example . Say , for fear her sex Shun her she needs must change : I do not see ...
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... foe so tempteth me , That not one hour myself I can sustain : Thy grace may wing me to prevent his art , And thou , like adamant , draw mine iron heart . II . As due by many titles , I resign Myself to thee , O God ! First I was made By ...
... foe so tempteth me , That not one hour myself I can sustain : Thy grace may wing me to prevent his art , And thou , like adamant , draw mine iron heart . II . As due by many titles , I resign Myself to thee , O God ! First I was made By ...
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... , for to us Created nature doth these things subdue ; But their Creator , whom sin nor nature ty'd , For us , his creatures and his foes , hath dy'd . 14 XIII . WHAT if this present were the world's last O iij HOLY SONNETS . 161.
... , for to us Created nature doth these things subdue ; But their Creator , whom sin nor nature ty'd , For us , his creatures and his foes , hath dy'd . 14 XIII . WHAT if this present were the world's last O iij HOLY SONNETS . 161.
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... foes ' fierce spite ? No , no ; but as in my idolatry I said to all my profane mistresses , Beauty of pity , foulness only is 10 A sign of rigour , so I say to thee : To wicked spirits are horrid shapes assign'd ; This beauteous form ...
... foes ' fierce spite ? No , no ; but as in my idolatry I said to all my profane mistresses , Beauty of pity , foulness only is 10 A sign of rigour , so I say to thee : To wicked spirits are horrid shapes assign'd ; This beauteous form ...
Términos y frases comunes
33 SONG angels blessed body BRITISH LIBRARY Christ church Court of Faculties cross dare dead dear death didst Dioclesian divine dost doth ears earth EPITHALAMIONS Exeter Exchange eyes fall fear fire flesh foes fortune fall friends give God's gone grace grave grief grow hands hate hath hear heav'n holy honour hour JOHN DONNE kill King leave light limbeck live Lord lov'd Love's lovers mind ne'er never pain poison'd poor pow'r praise pray prayers preach Psalms SATIRE VI scape shew sigh'st sighs sins Sion's slain song soul spheres Spirit stay Stemmate tears thee thence thine things thou art thou canst thou hast thought thro thy blood thy heart thyself tincture tongue twas unto VALEDICTION vext VIRGIN Volume 11 waste weep wilt thou womb wouldst
Pasajes populares
Página 10 - To move, but doth if th' other do. And though it in the centre sit, Yet, when the other far doth roam, It leans and hearkens after it, And grows erect as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must Like th
Página 136 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
Página 9 - As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say 'The breath goes now,' and some say 'No'; So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears, Men reckon what it did and meant; But trepidation of the spheres, Though greater far, is innocent. Dull sublunary lovers' love, Whose soul is sense, cannot admit Absence, because...
Página 160 - For God's sake, hold your tongue, and let me love, Or chide my palsy, or my gout, My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout; With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve, Take you a course, get you a place, Observe his Honour, or his Grace, Or the King's real, or his stamped face Contemplate; what you will, approve, So you will let me love.
Página 11 - And pictures in our eyes to get Was all our propagation. As 'twixt two equal armies Fate Suspends uncertain victory, Our souls — which to advance their state Were gone out — hung 'twixt her and me. And whilst our souls negotiate there, We like sepulchral statues lay; All day the same our postures were, And we said nothing, all the day.
Página 157 - In that the world's contracted thus; Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be To warm the world, that's done in warming us. Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere; This bed thy center is, these walls, thy sphere.
Página 87 - Christ's Cross, and Adam's tree, stood in one place; Look Lord, and find both Adams met in me; As the first Adam's sweat surrounds my face, May the last Adam's blood my soul embrace. So, in His purple wrapp'd receive me Lord, By these His thorns give me His other Crown; And as to others...
Página 153 - SONG Go and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me where all past years are, Or who cleft the Devil's foot; Teach me to hear mermaids singing, Or to keep off envy's stinging, And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind.
Página 152 - Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone, Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown; Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one. My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest, Where can we find two better hemispheres Without sharp north, without declining west?
Página 20 - THE FUNERAL WHOEVER comes to shroud me, do not harm Nor question much That subtle wreath of hair about mine arm; The mystery, the sign, you must not touch, For 'tis my outward soul, Viceroy to that which, unto heav'n being gone, Will leave this to control And keep these limbs, her provinces, from dissolution.