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... thine ear , That thy pale fovereign often hath been seen Stay to behold me fadly from her sphere , Whilst the flow minutes duly I have told , With watchful eyes attending on my fold ! How oft by thee the folitary fwain , 35 Breathing ...
... thine ear , That thy pale fovereign often hath been seen Stay to behold me fadly from her sphere , Whilst the flow minutes duly I have told , With watchful eyes attending on my fold ! How oft by thee the folitary fwain , 35 Breathing ...
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... thine age , my heart with forrow broke . Be gone , ere death my restless eyes do close ; The time is come thou must thy master leave , 95 Whom the vile world shall never more deceive . With folded arms thus hanging down his head , He ...
... thine age , my heart with forrow broke . Be gone , ere death my restless eyes do close ; The time is come thou must thy master leave , 95 Whom the vile world shall never more deceive . With folded arms thus hanging down his head , He ...
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... thine owne deepe - funken eyes , ' Were ' an all - eating shame , and thriftlesse praise . How much more praise deseru'd thy beauties vse , If thou couldst answere , this faire child of mine Shall fum my count , and make my old excuse ...
... thine owne deepe - funken eyes , ' Were ' an all - eating shame , and thriftlesse praise . How much more praise deseru'd thy beauties vse , If thou couldst answere , this faire child of mine Shall fum my count , and make my old excuse ...
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... : For thee , thou needst no fuch deceit , For thou thy felfe art thine owne baite ; That fifh , that is not catch'd thereby , Alas ! is wifer farre than I. 25 EPITAPHS . BY BENJAMIN JONSON , POET LAUREAT . * B 3 DONNE . 23.
... : For thee , thou needst no fuch deceit , For thou thy felfe art thine owne baite ; That fifh , that is not catch'd thereby , Alas ! is wifer farre than I. 25 EPITAPHS . BY BENJAMIN JONSON , POET LAUREAT . * B 3 DONNE . 23.
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... thine eyes : 40 There held in holy passion still , Forget thyself to marble , till With a fad leaden downward caft Thou fix them on the earth as fast . And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet , Spare Faft , that oft with gods doth diet ...
... thine eyes : 40 There held in holy passion still , Forget thyself to marble , till With a fad leaden downward caft Thou fix them on the earth as fast . And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet , Spare Faft , that oft with gods doth diet ...
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41 ページ - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
45 ページ - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
33 ページ - 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.
118 ページ - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
35 ページ - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
48 ページ - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
51 ページ - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
40 ページ - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...
33 ページ - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
253 ページ - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.