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Página 11
Thy chaunged hart now holdes thy pypes ir scorne , Tee prayse of meaner wits
this Worke like profit Those prety pypes that did thy mates delight ; brings , [ lings .
Those trusty mates , that loued thee so well , As doth the cuckoe's fong delight ...
Thy chaunged hart now holdes thy pypes ir scorne , Tee prayse of meaner wits
this Worke like profit Those prety pypes that did thy mates delight ; brings , [ lings .
Those trusty mates , that loued thee so well , As doth the cuckoe's fong delight ...
Página 109
So easie was to quench his flamed minde With one sweete drop of sensual
delight ; Thus when shec had his eyes and fences fed So ease is t'appease the
stormy winde With false delights , and fil'd with pleasures vayne of malice in the
calme ...
So easie was to quench his flamed minde With one sweete drop of sensual
delight ; Thus when shec had his eyes and fences fed So ease is t'appease the
stormy winde With false delights , and fil'd with pleasures vayne of malice in the
calme ...
Página 438
... as for her power more meet , On the soft grass his limbs doth oft display
Delights ( with Phæbus ' friendly leave ) to play In ... lying all at ease from guile or
spright , Let everlasting lightsom glory strive With pipe of funny reeds doth him
delight .
... as for her power more meet , On the soft grass his limbs doth oft display
Delights ( with Phæbus ' friendly leave ) to play In ... lying all at ease from guile or
spright , Let everlasting lightsom glory strive With pipe of funny reeds doth him
delight .
Página 458
Hobbinol , from a description of the pleasures of the place , excites Colin to the
enjoyment of thera Colin declares himself incapable of delight , by reason of his
ill success in love , and his loss of Rosalind , who had treacherously forsaken him
...
Hobbinol , from a description of the pleasures of the place , excites Colin to the
enjoyment of thera Colin declares himself incapable of delight , by reason of his
ill success in love , and his loss of Rosalind , who had treacherously forsaken him
...
Página 582
Fair Cytherea's limbs bcheld , The straying lad's heart so inthrald , That in a
trance his melted spright Leaves th ' senses flumbring in delight . 1 . IV . II . Now
to the bower he fene his thievith eyes Her full large eye , in jetty black array'd , To
steal ...
Fair Cytherea's limbs bcheld , The straying lad's heart so inthrald , That in a
trance his melted spright Leaves th ' senses flumbring in delight . 1 . IV . II . Now
to the bower he fene his thievith eyes Her full large eye , in jetty black array'd , To
steal ...
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againe againſt appeare armes backe beare beaſt beauty better blood brought cruell dame dead deare death deepe delight doth downe dread earth eyes face faire fall fame fayre feare fell fight fire firſt force fore fortune foule gentle give goodly grace griefe ground hand hard hart hath head heare heart heaven herſelfe hight himſelfe hold honour hope knight lady land laſt late leave light living look lord meanes mind moſt mote never noble nought once paine powre praiſe prince quoth rage reſt ſaid ſame ſaw ſay ſee ſeemed ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſoone ſtill ſuch ſweet tell thee themſelves thereof theſe things thoſe thou thought Till true turne unto whoſe wight wont wood wound wretched
Passagens conhecidas
Página 647 - And moan the expense of many a vanish'd sight : Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.
Página 667 - They that fawn'd on him before, Use his company no more. He that is thy friend indeed, He will help thee in thy need ; If thou sorrow, he will weep ; If thou wake, he cannot sleep : Thus of every grief in heart He with thee doth bear a part.
Página 120 - How oft do they their silver bowers leave, To come to succour us that succour want ! How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant ! They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us plant ; And all for love, and nothing for reward. O ! why should heavenly God to men have such regard ? The Faerie Queen, Book II.
Página 647 - Had my friend's Muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought, To march in ranks of better equipage...
Página 665 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care: Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Página 651 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away.
Página 289 - For that which all men then did vertue call, Is now cald vice ; and that which vice was hight, Is now hight vertue, and so us'd of all : Right now is wrong, and wrong that was is right...
Página 662 - And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend Suspect I may, yet not directly tell; But being both from me, both to each friend, I guess one angel in another's hell. Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt, Till my bad angel fire my good one out.
Página 227 - Her lying tongue was in two parts divided, And both the parts did speake, and both contended ; And as her tongue so was her hart discided, That never thoght one thing, but doubly stil was guided.
Página 658 - Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain..: Spenser. Shakespeare. Davies. Hall Volume 2 de A Complete Edition of the Poets of Great Britain, John and Arthur Arch |
| Colaboradores | Bell & Bradfute, John and Arthur Arch |
| Editora | John & Arthur Arch, ... and for Bell & Bradfute & I. Mundell & Company, Edinburgh., 1792 |
| Original de | Universidade de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 11 Abr 2006 |
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