Cowley, Denham, MiltonAlexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... fear ! Oh force Constantia's heart to yield to love ! Of all thy works the master - piece ' twill prove . " And let me not affection vainly spend , But kindle flames in her like those in me ; Yet if that gift my fortune doth transcend ...
... fear ! Oh force Constantia's heart to yield to love ! Of all thy works the master - piece ' twill prove . " And let me not affection vainly spend , But kindle flames in her like those in me ; Yet if that gift my fortune doth transcend ...
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... fear'd to make my sorrows known . For why ? alas ! if she should once but dart Disdainful looks , ' twould break my captiv'd heart " But how should she , cre I impart my love , Reward my ardent flame with like desire ? But when I speak ...
... fear'd to make my sorrows known . For why ? alas ! if she should once but dart Disdainful looks , ' twould break my captiv'd heart " But how should she , cre I impart my love , Reward my ardent flame with like desire ? But when I speak ...
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... fears of future woe , At night in dreams , like truth , affrights his mind . Why dost thou vex him , Love ... fear , And by some letter his griev'd mind appease , And show her that which to her friendly ear Time gave no leave ...
... fears of future woe , At night in dreams , like truth , affrights his mind . Why dost thou vex him , Love ... fear , And by some letter his griev'd mind appease , And show her that which to her friendly ear Time gave no leave ...
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... fear , But with lasting day be blest . And then no friends can part us more , Nor no new death extend its power ; Thus there's nothing can dissever Hearts which Love hath join'd together . FEAR of being seen , Philetus homeward drove ...
... fear , But with lasting day be blest . And then no friends can part us more , Nor no new death extend its power ; Thus there's nothing can dissever Hearts which Love hath join'd together . FEAR of being seen , Philetus homeward drove ...
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... fear That I should toil too much the reader's ear . With striving never can a freedom gain . The way to enter's ... fears that cool hot love ; Though he nor her's , nor she his face could see , Yet this could not abolish Love's ...
... fear That I should toil too much the reader's ear . With striving never can a freedom gain . The way to enter's ... fears that cool hot love ; Though he nor her's , nor she his face could see , Yet this could not abolish Love's ...
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Adam Adam and Eve Æneid angels arms beasts beauty behold blest bold bright call'd clouds Comus Cowley dæmon Dagon dark death delight divine dost doth Earth eternal ev'n eyes fair fame fate father fear fire flame friends fruit glory gods grace hand happy hast hath heart Heaven Hell honour hope Israel king labour less light live Lord Lucifer LUDLOW CASTLE Ludlow town Lycidas malè mighty mihi Milton mind Muse Nature never night numbers o'er Ovid Paradise Lost Paradise Regained peace Pindar pleasure poem poets praise prince rage sacred Satan seem'd serpent sight song soul spake spirits stood sweet tears thee thence thine things thought throne thyself tree truth Twas Twill verse vex'd virtue Whilst wings wise wonder words youth
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Seite 473 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Seite 475 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Seite 380 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels: for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in...
Seite 476 - With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast. And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure: — But first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Seite 473 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Seite 507 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Seite 380 - Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Seite 475 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Seite 476 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Seite 473 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain and coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse...