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... it should notwithstanding so be drawn towards sensuous or visible objects with
a certain generous “ passion ” or enthusiasm , as to penetrate them with its own
higher life ; while it receives from them in turn a fervour like that which belongs to
...
... it should notwithstanding so be drawn towards sensuous or visible objects with
a certain generous “ passion ” or enthusiasm , as to penetrate them with its own
higher life ; while it receives from them in turn a fervour like that which belongs to
...
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GILES FLETCHER ( d . 1623 ) . The Passionate Shepherd to his Christ ' s Victory
in Heaven . . Description of Justice . . . . Love . . . . . . . . . 17 | Description of Mercy .
. SOUTHWELL ( 6 . 1560 , d . 1595 ) . The Resurrection . . . . Times go by turns .
GILES FLETCHER ( d . 1623 ) . The Passionate Shepherd to his Christ ' s Victory
in Heaven . . Description of Justice . . . . Love . . . . . . . . . 17 | Description of Mercy .
. SOUTHWELL ( 6 . 1560 , d . 1595 ) . The Resurrection . . . . Times go by turns .
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129 To a Mountain Daisy , on turning one down with the Plough 171 VAUGHAN (
6 . 1621 , d . 1695 ) . Bruce to his Men at BannockEarly Rising and Prayer . . . 130
burn . . . . . . . . . 173 To a Brother - Poet . . . . 173 DRYDEN ( 6 . 1631 , d . 1700 ) ...
129 To a Mountain Daisy , on turning one down with the Plough 171 VAUGHAN (
6 . 1621 , d . 1695 ) . Bruce to his Men at BannockEarly Rising and Prayer . . . 130
burn . . . . . . . . . 173 To a Brother - Poet . . . . 173 DRYDEN ( 6 . 1631 , d . 1700 ) ...
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TIMES GO BY TURNS . The lopped tree in time may grow again , Most naked
plants renew both fruit and flower ; The sorriest wight may find release of pain ,
The driest soil suck in some moistening shower : Time goes by turns , and
chances ...
TIMES GO BY TURNS . The lopped tree in time may grow again , Most naked
plants renew both fruit and flower ; The sorriest wight may find release of pain ,
The driest soil suck in some moistening shower : Time goes by turns , and
chances ...
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In Haman ' s pomp poor Mardocheus wept , Yet God did turn his fate upon his foe
; The Lazar pin ' d , while Dives ' feast was kept , Yet he to heaven - to hell did
Dives go . We trample grass , and prize the flowers of May ; Yet grass is green ...
In Haman ' s pomp poor Mardocheus wept , Yet God did turn his fate upon his foe
; The Lazar pin ' d , while Dives ' feast was kept , Yet he to heaven - to hell did
Dives go . We trample grass , and prize the flowers of May ; Yet grass is green ...
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Términos y frases comunes
beauty birds blood born breath bright bring clouds court dark dead dear death deep delight died doth early earth eyes face fair fall fame fear field fire flowers give glory grace grave grow hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven hill honour hope hour human Italy king land learning leaves less light living looks Lord mind morn mortal nature never night o'er once pass play pleasure poems poet poetry rest rich rise rocks rose round seems shine sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears Tell thee thine things thou thought trees true turn unto voice wind wings woods youth
Pasajes populares
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.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De Vere |
| Editor | Aubrey Thomas De Vere |
| Publicado | 1858 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 4 Ago. 2006 |
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