The book of sonnets, ed by A.M. WoodfordA Montagu Woodford 1841 |
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... pale coloure ; If many sighes with little speeche to plaine : Now joy , now woe , if they my cheere distaine ; For hope of smalle , if muche to feare therefore ; To haste or slacke , my pace to less or more ; Be signe of love , then doe ...
... pale coloure ; If many sighes with little speeche to plaine : Now joy , now woe , if they my cheere distaine ; For hope of smalle , if muche to feare therefore ; To haste or slacke , my pace to less or more ; Be signe of love , then doe ...
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... pale coloure , which love , alas , hath stained , If to have another than myselfe more dear , If wailing or sighing continually , With sorrowful anger feeding busily , If burning far off , and if freezing neare , Are cause that I by ...
... pale coloure , which love , alas , hath stained , If to have another than myselfe more dear , If wailing or sighing continually , With sorrowful anger feeding busily , If burning far off , and if freezing neare , Are cause that I by ...
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... pale ; The buck in brake his winter coat he slings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale ; The adder all her slough away she flinges ; The swift swallow pursueth the flies smale ; The busy bee her honey now she mingles ; Winter is ...
... pale ; The buck in brake his winter coat he slings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale ; The adder all her slough away she flinges ; The swift swallow pursueth the flies smale ; The busy bee her honey now she mingles ; Winter is ...
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... pale streams with heavenly alchymy ; 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 : E'en so my sun one early morn ...
... pale streams with heavenly alchymy ; 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 : E'en so my sun one early morn ...
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... pale , since first they gave the wound . By this , I see , however things be past , Yet heaven will still have murther out at last . IN pride of wit , when high desire of fame Gave life and courage to my labouring pen , And first the ...
... pale , since first they gave the wound . By this , I see , however things be past , Yet heaven will still have murther out at last . IN pride of wit , when high desire of fame Gave life and courage to my labouring pen , And first the ...
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beams beauteous beauty beauty's behold bird blest bliss born breast breath bright brow CASTARA charm clouds dark dear death delight dost doth EARL OF SURREY earth eternal eyes face fade fair fame fear flowers gentle glory grace green grief Guitton d'Arezzo hand happy hast hath heart heaven heavenly honour hope hour kiss Lady Anne Clifford life's light live lonely look Love's lyre marriage mind MONDEGO morn mourn Muse ne'er night nymph o'er pain pale peace Petrarch poet Poet Laureat praise racter rest round SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES scene scorn shade shine sigh sight silent sing Sir Philip Sidney Sith sleep smile soft song Sonnet sorrow soul spirit spring stars summer sunne Surry sweet tears thee thine thou art thought unto virtues voice wandering waves weary ween whilst Wiat wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH winds wings youth
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Página 61 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Página 129 - 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 66 - But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired: For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee...
Página 56 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Página 62 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Página 56 - 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 61 - 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 58 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 145 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear, And weep the more because I weep in vain...
Página 58 - When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night, When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white, When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd...