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Página 41 - ... simple blessings of the lowly train; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art Spontaneous joys, where nature has its play. The soul adopts, and owns their first-born sway; Lightly they frolic o'er the vacant mind, Unenvied, unmolested, unconfined.
Página 269 - Could trammel up the consequence, and catch With his surcease success: that but this blow Might be the be-all and the end-all here, But here, upon this bank and shoal of time, We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor; this even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice To our own lips.
Página 155 - Here's to budgets, bags and wallets! Here's to all the wandering train! Here's our ragged brats and callets! One and all cry out, Amen!
Página 185 - Let us take the road. Hark! I hear the sound of coaches! The hour of attack approaches. To your arms, brave boys, and load. See the ball I hold! Let the chymists toil like asses, Our fire their fire surpasses, And turns all our lead to gold.
Página 214 - She was a form of life and light — That seen — became a part of sight, And rose — where'er I turned mine eye — The Morning-star of Memory!
Página 281 - Emongst th' eternall spheres and lamping sky, And thence pourd into men, which men call Love ; Not that same, which doth base affections move In brutish mindes, and filthy lust inflame ; But that sweete fit that doth true beautie love, And choseth Vertue for his dearest dame, Whence spring all noble deedes and never-dying fame: ii.
Página 27 - do they decorate themselves with artificial flowers, the various colours of herbs, needle works of exquisite skill, quaint devices, and perfume .their persons, wear inestimable riches in precious stones, crown themselves with gold and silver, use coronets and tires...
Página 205 - JOY. Still there's something That checks my joys : — nor can I yet distinguish Which is an apparition, this or that. SIR J. DENHAM: The Sophy. Joy is such a foreigner, So mere a stranger to my thoughts, I know Not how to entertain him. SIR J. DENHAM. All pain and joy is in their way ; The things we fear bring less annoy Than fear, and hope brings greater joy; But in themselves they cannot stay. DONNE. You come in such a time As if propitious fortune took a care To swell my tide of joys to their...
Página 61 - Shewing his nature, in his countenance. His rolling eyes did never rest in place, But walk't each way, for fear of hid mischance. Holding a lattice still before his face, Thro" which he still did peep — as forward he did pass.