Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De VereAubrey Thomas De Vere 1858 |
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... passing prief ; 8 And thereto added wordes of wondrous might : By which to ease he him recured brief , And much aswag'd the passion of his plight , That he his paine endur'd , as seeming now more light . But yet the cause and root of ...
... passing prief ; 8 And thereto added wordes of wondrous might : By which to ease he him recured brief , And much aswag'd the passion of his plight , That he his paine endur'd , as seeming now more light . But yet the cause and root of ...
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... passing light , Blinding the eyes and lumining the spright . Then shall thy ravisht soul inspired bee With heavenly thoughts farre above humane skil ; And thy bright radiant eyes shall plainely see Th ' idee of his pure glorie present ...
... passing light , Blinding the eyes and lumining the spright . Then shall thy ravisht soul inspired bee With heavenly thoughts farre above humane skil ; And thy bright radiant eyes shall plainely see Th ' idee of his pure glorie present ...
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... pass'd , methought , the melancholy flood , With that grim ferryman which poets write of , Unto the kingdom of perpetual night . The first that there did greet my stranger soul Was my great father - in - law , renowned Warwick , Who ...
... pass'd , methought , the melancholy flood , With that grim ferryman which poets write of , Unto the kingdom of perpetual night . The first that there did greet my stranger soul Was my great father - in - law , renowned Warwick , Who ...
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... pass his fellow either seeks , Seems both to blush at one another's pride : And on thine eyelids , waiting thee beside , Ten thousand Graces sit , and when they move To Earth their amorous belgards from above , They fly from Heav'n ...
... pass his fellow either seeks , Seems both to blush at one another's pride : And on thine eyelids , waiting thee beside , Ten thousand Graces sit , and when they move To Earth their amorous belgards from above , They fly from Heav'n ...
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... pass are past , and in this field The indeficient spring no winter fears ; The trees together fruit and blossom yield , Th ' unfading lily leaves of silver bears , And crimson rose a scarlet garment wears , And all of these on the ...
... pass are past , and in this field The indeficient spring no winter fears ; The trees together fruit and blossom yield , Th ' unfading lily leaves of silver bears , And crimson rose a scarlet garment wears , And all of these on the ...
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Página 253 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day...
Página 254 - Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy...
Página 252 - Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness ! Close bosom-friend of the maturing Sun ! Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core...
Página 248 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Página 47 - The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade. Beware Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Página 18 - And we will sit upon the rocks, Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals. And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle...
Página 94 - 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 an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Página 149 - The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death...
Página 152 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew. Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Página 44 - Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp ? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am.