A Calendar of VersePercival and Company, 1893 - 400 páginas |
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... soon cut down with his consuming sickle ! Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd , Of that same time when no more change shall be , But stedfast rest of all things , firmely stayd Upon the pillours of Eternity , That is contrayr to ...
... soon cut down with his consuming sickle ! Then gin I thinke on that which Nature sayd , Of that same time when no more change shall be , But stedfast rest of all things , firmely stayd Upon the pillours of Eternity , That is contrayr to ...
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... soon should fade , And through untimely tempest fall away ! And she , my love that was , my saint that is , When she beholds from her celestiall throne ( In which shee ioyeth in eternall blis ) My bitter penance , will my case bemone ...
... soon should fade , And through untimely tempest fall away ! And she , my love that was , my saint that is , When she beholds from her celestiall throne ( In which shee ioyeth in eternall blis ) My bitter penance , will my case bemone ...
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... soon wexen wider . Hasting to raunch the arrowe out , Hey , ho , Perigot ! I left the head in my heart - root , It was a desperate shot . There it ranckleth , aye more and more , Hey , ho , the arrow ! Ne can I find salve for my sore ...
... soon wexen wider . Hasting to raunch the arrowe out , Hey , ho , Perigot ! I left the head in my heart - root , It was a desperate shot . There it ranckleth , aye more and more , Hey , ho , the arrow ! Ne can I find salve for my sore ...
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Calendar. TO DAISIES , NOT TO SHUT SO SOONE SHUT not so soon ; -the dull - ey'd night Ha's not as yet begunne To make a seisure on the light , Or to seale up the sun . No marigolds yet closed are , No shadows great appeare ; Nor doth the ...
Calendar. TO DAISIES , NOT TO SHUT SO SOONE SHUT not so soon ; -the dull - ey'd night Ha's not as yet begunne To make a seisure on the light , Or to seale up the sun . No marigolds yet closed are , No shadows great appeare ; Nor doth the ...
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... where we May read how soon things have Their end , though ne'r so brave ; And after they have shown their pride Like you a while , they glide Into the grave . AMONG the mirtles as I walkt , Love and my Herrick April 19.
... where we May read how soon things have Their end , though ne'r so brave ; And after they have shown their pride Like you a while , they glide Into the grave . AMONG the mirtles as I walkt , Love and my Herrick April 19.
Palavras e frases frequentes
art thou beams beauty birds blessed bliss Book of Airs breath bright buds Carlisle wall charm Childe Harold's Pilgrimage clouds Coleridge County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight divine doth dream earth eternal eyes Faerie Queene fair on Carlisle fancy fear flowers GEORGE SAINTSBURY glorious glory gold golden grace green grief happy hath hear heart heaven heigh-ho hope kiss leaves light live lord Lycidas Measure for Measure moon morn mortal mountains never night o'er oxlips pain Paradise Lost pleasure poet poetry Rapunzel rest Revolt of Islam rose saw him die shade Shepheards Calender sigh sing sleep smile soft song SONNET sorrow soul spirit spring stars summer sun shines fair sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thoughts trees unto violets wake waves weary ween weep wind wings winter youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 28 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Página 24 - O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed ; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity...
Página 30 - There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distil it out. For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers, Which is both healthful and good husbandry: Besides, they are our outward consciences, And preachers to us all, admonishing That we should dress us fairly for our end.
Página 18 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Página 4 - Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early; Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. '"Tell me, thou bonny bird. When shall I marry me?' 'When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye.' '"Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly?' — 'The grey-headed sexton, That delves the grave duly. "The glow-worm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady; The owl from the steeple sing, 'Welcome, proud lady.
Página 17 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness guess each sweet...
Página 30 - 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, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue...
Página 23 - All this long eve, so balmy and serene, Have I been gazing on the western sky, And its peculiar tint of yellow green : And still I gaze — and with how blank an eye ! And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars, That give away their motion to the stars...
Página 12 - Star-inwrought! Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day; Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand— Come, long-sought!
Página 17 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...