A Treasury of English SonnetsDavid M. Main A. Ireland and Company, 1880 - 470 páginas |
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... morn , The beam of light whom mortal eyes admire ; What reason is it then but she should scorn Base things , that to her love too bold aspire ! Such heavenly forms ought rather worshipped be , Than dare be loved by men of mean degree ...
... morn , The beam of light whom mortal eyes admire ; What reason is it then but she should scorn Base things , that to her love too bold aspire ! Such heavenly forms ought rather worshipped be , Than dare be loved by men of mean degree ...
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... morning dew , Whose short refresh upon the tender green Cheers for a time but till the sun doth shew , And straight ' tis gone as it had never been . Soon doth it fade that makes the fairest flourish , Short is the glory of the blushing ...
... morning dew , Whose short refresh upon the tender green Cheers for a time but till the sun doth shew , And straight ' tis gone as it had never been . Soon doth it fade that makes the fairest flourish , Short is the glory of the blushing ...
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... morning have I seen Flatter the mountain - tops with sovereign eye , Kissing with golden face the meadows green ... morn did shine With all - triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out , alack ! he was but one hour mine ; The region ...
... morning have I seen Flatter the mountain - tops with sovereign eye , Kissing with golden face the meadows green ... morn did shine With all - triumphant splendour on my brow ; But out , alack ! he was but one hour mine ; The region ...
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... morn Hath travelled on to age's steepy night ; And all those beauties whereof now he's king Are vanishing , or vanished out of sight , Stealing away the treasure of his spring , - For such a time do I now fortify Against confounding ...
... morn Hath travelled on to age's steepy night ; And all those beauties whereof now he's king Are vanishing , or vanished out of sight , Stealing away the treasure of his spring , - For such a time do I now fortify Against confounding ...
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... morning sun of heaven Better becomes the gray cheeks of the east , Nor that full star that ushers - in the even Doth half that glory to the sober west , As those two mourning eyes become thy face : O , let it then as well beseem thy ...
... morning sun of heaven Better becomes the gray cheeks of the east , Nor that full star that ushers - in the even Doth half that glory to the sober west , As those two mourning eyes become thy face : O , let it then as well beseem thy ...
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Página 52 - 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.
Página 36 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Página 34 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Página 51 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Página 33 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Página 142 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Página 27 - come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free...
Página 46 - They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others , are themselves as stone , Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow ; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces , Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die...
Página 72 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
Página 289 - O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge men's search To vaster issues.