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appear beauty behold Ben Jonson blood Born breast Canterbury Tales character Chaucer court David Lyndsay death delight Died doth drama Dryden Duke Earl English English poetry Euphuism eyes fair fancy father fear Fletcher flowers genius give gold Gorboduc grace hand hast hath hear heart heaven Hengo honour Jonson king kiss lady language Layamon leave Leosthenes light live look Lord Makyne mind Mirror for Magistrates muse nature never night noble o'er passion Philaster plays poem poet poetical poetry Pope praise Prince Queen quoth reign Robene romance satire Saxon scene Scotland Shakspeare shine sight sing Sir Philip Sydney song SONNET sorrow soul speak Spenser spirit Surrey sweet taste tears tell thee ther thine thing thou art thought tragedy translated unto verse wanton William Davenant words writers youth
81 ページ - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom : If this be error, and upon me proved, 1 never writ, nor no man ever loved. ~ SONNET
264 ページ - flow'ry May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May ! that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing ! Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
lx ページ - eye like Mars to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury, New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill— Who can read these lines without perceiving that Shakspeare had imbibed a deeper feeling of the beauty of Pagan mythology than a thousand pedants could have imbibed in their whole lives?
81 ページ - SONNET CXVI. Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove ; 0 no, it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, [taken. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be
132 ページ - Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie ; My music shows you have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives, But when the whole world turns to coal, Then chiefly lives.
384 ページ - or the fan, supply each pause of chat. With singing, laughing, ogling, and all that. Meanwhile, declining from the noon of day, The sun obliquely shoots his burning ray ; The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang, that jurymen may dine ; The merchant from th
296 ページ - died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all tilings rare May read in thee, How small a part of time they share That are so wondrous sweet and fair".
255 ページ - THE SHEPHERD'S RESOLUTION. Shall I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair ! Or make pale my cheeks with care, 'Cause another's rosy are ? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flow'ry meads in May ; If she be not so to me, What care I how fair she
lix ページ - insipid; his comic wit degenerating into clenches, his serious swelling into bombast. But he is always great, when great occasion is presented to him ; no man can say he ever had a fit subject for his wit, and did not then raise himself as high above the rest of poets— Quantum lenta soient inter