Lucasta: The Poems of Richard Lovelace, Esquire, Volumen1Caxton club, 1921 |
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... leave , That sorrowes thus we can deceive ; Or our very sorrowes weepe , That joyes so ripe so little keepe . }棒 དྷཎྜ ཎ ཎཉྙ ཊྛཡྻ་ ཆུ ཧྲ་ གླ ༣ ་ ༈ 일 " ** D SONNET SET BY MR . HUDSON I EPOSE your [ 33 ] RICHARD LOVELACE.
... leave , That sorrowes thus we can deceive ; Or our very sorrowes weepe , That joyes so ripe so little keepe . }棒 དྷཎྜ ཎ ཎཉྙ ཊྛཡྻ་ ཆུ ཧྲ་ གླ ༣ ་ ༈ 일 " ** D SONNET SET BY MR . HUDSON I EPOSE your [ 33 ] RICHARD LOVELACE.
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... close Cruel adieus may well adjourne awhile The sessions of a looke , a kisse , or smile , And leave behinde an angry grieving blush ; But time nor fate can part us joyned thus . WH SONNET SET BY MR . WILLIAM LAWES I HEN [ 46 ] THE POEMS ...
... close Cruel adieus may well adjourne awhile The sessions of a looke , a kisse , or smile , And leave behinde an angry grieving blush ; But time nor fate can part us joyned thus . WH SONNET SET BY MR . WILLIAM LAWES I HEN [ 46 ] THE POEMS ...
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... leaves . Now the rich robed Tulip who , Clad all in tissue close , doth woe Her ( sweet to th ' eye but smelling sower ) , She gathers to adorn her bower . But the proud Hony - suckle spreads A 4 ན 41 Like a pavilion her heads ...
... leaves . Now the rich robed Tulip who , Clad all in tissue close , doth woe Her ( sweet to th ' eye but smelling sower ) , She gathers to adorn her bower . But the proud Hony - suckle spreads A 4 ན 41 Like a pavilion her heads ...
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... leave oth ' mournfull neat Who , by her toucht , now prizeth her life , Worthy alone the hollowed knife . Into the neighbring wood she's gone , Whose roofe defies the tell - tale Sunne , And locks out ev'ry prying beame ; Close by the ...
... leave oth ' mournfull neat Who , by her toucht , now prizeth her life , Worthy alone the hollowed knife . Into the neighbring wood she's gone , Whose roofe defies the tell - tale Sunne , And locks out ev'ry prying beame ; Close by the ...
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... leave behind your deadly slime , Poyson the budding branch in's prime : Wast the proud bowers of this grove , That fiends may dwell in it , and move As in their proper hell , whilst she Above laments this tragedy : Yet pities not our ...
... leave behind your deadly slime , Poyson the budding branch in's prime : Wast the proud bowers of this grove , That fiends may dwell in it , and move As in their proper hell , whilst she Above laments this tragedy : Yet pities not our ...
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Lucasta: The Poems of Richard Lovelace, Esquire, Volumen1 William Lyon Phelps,Caxton Club Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
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againe angels armes beauty blest brave breast breath bright brought close cold crowne dare dead deare death delight divine dost doth draw e're earth ev'n ev'ry eyes face faire fall fate feare finds fire flame flye FRIEND give glorious glory griefe hand happy Haste hath head heare heart heat heav'n honour joyes King LADY LAWES leave light live looke lost LOVELACE Lucasta minde never night noble once paine passe play POEMS poore proud Queen rich roome round sacred saint selfe shal shine sing smiles soft SONG sorrow soule sound speake sphere spirit star straight sweet teare thee things thou thought triumph true unto Virgins weep Whilst winde wings wound
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Página xiv - Yet great labour directed by great abilities is never wholly lost: if they frequently threw away their wit upon false conceits, they likewise sometimes struck out unexpected truth: if their conceits were far-fetched, they were often worth the carriage. To write on their plan it was at least necessary to read and think.
Página 138 - 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 fetter'd to her eye. The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Página 29 - 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 114 - And stick there everlasting day. Thus richer than untempted kings are we, That asking nothing, nothing need : Though lord of all what seas embrace, yet he That wants himself, is poor indeed.
Página 139 - The sweetnes, mercy, majesty, And glories of my King. When I shall voyce aloud, how good He is, how great should be, Inlarged winds, that curie the flood, Know no such liberty.
Página 139 - Stone Walls doe not a Prison make, Nor I'ron bars a Cage; Mindes innocent and quiet take That for an Hermitage; If I have freedome in my Love, And in my soule am free; Angels alone that sore above, Injoy such liberty.
Página 27 - To Lucasta, Going Beyond the Seas IF to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone You or I were alone ; Then, my Lucasta, might I crave Pity from blustering wind, or swallowing wave. But...
Página 98 - The floor lay pav'd with broken hearts. So did she move ; so did she sing Like the Harmonious spheres that bring Unto their Rounds their music's aid; Which she performed such a way, As all th' inamoured world will say The Graces danced, and Apollo play'd.
Página 114 - Thou best of men and friends! we will create A genuine summer in each other's breast; And spite of this cold time and frozen fate Thaw us a warm seat to our rest. Our sacred hearths shall burn eternally As vestal flames, the North-wind, he Shall strike his frost-stretched wings, dissolve and fly This Etna in epitome. Dropping December shall come weeping in, Bewail th...
Página 122 - See! what a clouded majesty! and eyes Whose glory through their mist doth brighter rise! See! what an humble bravery doth shine, And grief triumphant breaking through each line! How it commands the face! so sweet a scorn Never did happy misery adorn! So sacred a contempt! that others show To this, (o...