The book of sonnets, ed by A.M. WoodfordA Montagu Woodford 1841 |
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... flowers do now , Before these bastard signs of fair were born , Or durst inhabit on a living brow ; Before the golden tresses of the dead , The right of sepulchres , were shorn away , To live a second life on second head , Ere beauty's ...
... flowers do now , Before these bastard signs of fair were born , Or durst inhabit on a living brow ; Before the golden tresses of the dead , The right of sepulchres , were shorn away , To live a second life on second head , Ere beauty's ...
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... flower ? O how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days , When rocks impregnable are not so stout , Nor gates of steel so strong , but time decays ? O fearful meditatlon ! -where , alack ! Shall ...
... flower ? O how shall summer's honey breath hold out Against the wreckful siege of battering days , When rocks impregnable are not so stout , Nor gates of steel so strong , but time decays ? O fearful meditatlon ! -where , alack ! Shall ...
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... flowers ; Say thus , faire Brooke , when thou shalt see thy queen , — Lo , here thy shepherd spent his wandering yeares ; And in these shades , dear nymph , he oft hath been , And here to thee he sacrificed his teares : Faire Arden ...
... flowers ; Say thus , faire Brooke , when thou shalt see thy queen , — Lo , here thy shepherd spent his wandering yeares ; And in these shades , dear nymph , he oft hath been , And here to thee he sacrificed his teares : Faire Arden ...
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... Flowers have a time before they come to seed , And she is young and now must sport the while . And sport sweet maid , in season of these years , And learn to gather flowers before they wither ; And where the sweetest blossom first ...
... Flowers have a time before they come to seed , And she is young and now must sport the while . And sport sweet maid , in season of these years , And learn to gather flowers before they wither ; And where the sweetest blossom first ...
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... flowers that decked her pride so long . When if she grieve to gaze her in her glass , Which then presents her winter - withered hue ; Go you , my verse ; go tell her what she was : For what she was , she best shall find in you : Your ...
... flowers that decked her pride so long . When if she grieve to gaze her in her glass , Which then presents her winter - withered hue ; Go you , my verse ; go tell her what she was : For what she was , she best shall find in you : Your ...
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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...