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Página 32
... In contemplation passing out his days , And change of holy thoughts , to make
him merry ; Who when he dies his tomb may be a bush , Where harmless Robin
dwells with gentle thrush . " ce , Tey ; y , brook ; wild prime ROBERT DEVEREUX,
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... In contemplation passing out his days , And change of holy thoughts , to make
him merry ; Who when he dies his tomb may be a bush , Where harmless Robin
dwells with gentle thrush . " ce , Tey ; y , brook ; wild prime ROBERT DEVEREUX,
...
Página 170
As late I rambled in the happy fields , What time the skylark shakes the tremulous
dew From his lush clover covert ; — when anew Adventurous knights take up
their dinted shields : I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields , A fresh - blown
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As late I rambled in the happy fields , What time the skylark shakes the tremulous
dew From his lush clover covert ; — when anew Adventurous knights take up
their dinted shields : I saw the sweetest flower wild nature yields , A fresh - blown
...
Página 177
Sweet to the gay of heart is Summer ' s smile , Sweet the wild music of the
laughing Spring ; But ah ! my soul far other scenes beguile , Where gloomy
storms their sullen shadows fling . Is it for me to strike the Idalian stringRaise the
soft music ...
Sweet to the gay of heart is Summer ' s smile , Sweet the wild music of the
laughing Spring ; But ah ! my soul far other scenes beguile , Where gloomy
storms their sullen shadows fling . Is it for me to strike the Idalian stringRaise the
soft music ...
Página 178
Ye unseen spirits , whose wild melodies , At evening rising slow , yet sweetly
clear , Steal on the musing poet ' s pensive ear , As by the woodspring stretched
supine he lies ; When he who now invokes you , low is laid , His tired frame
resting ...
Ye unseen spirits , whose wild melodies , At evening rising slow , yet sweetly
clear , Steal on the musing poet ' s pensive ear , As by the woodspring stretched
supine he lies ; When he who now invokes you , low is laid , His tired frame
resting ...
Página 217
Ar nightfall , walking on the crowned shore , Where sea and sky were in each
other lost ; Dark ships were scudding through the wild uproar , Whose wrecks ere
morn must strew the dreary coast ; I marked one well - moored vessel tempest ...
Ar nightfall , walking on the crowned shore , Where sea and sky were in each
other lost ; Dark ships were scudding through the wild uproar , Whose wrecks ere
morn must strew the dreary coast ; I marked one well - moored vessel tempest ...
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appear bear beauty bird born breast breath bright charm clouds cold dark dear death deep delight desire doth earth eyes face fade fair faithful fall fear feel fire flowers gentle give glory grace green grief hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven honour hope hour Italy leaves light lines live lonely look meet mind morn Muse never night o'er once pain pale passed peace poet poor praise rest round scene seek seems seen shade shine sigh sight sing sleep smile soft Sonnet sorrow soul sound speak spirit spring stars summer sweet tears thee thine things thou thought true unto virtues voice wandering waves weary Whilst wild winds wings wish woods youth
Passagens conhecidas
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 127 - 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 65 - 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 143 - 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...
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | The book of sonnets, ed by A.M. Woodford |
| Editor | A Montagu Woodford |
| Publicação | 1841 |
| Original de | Universidade de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 21 Abr 2006 |
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