The Beauties of Ancient English Poetry

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T. Tegg, 1823 - 202 ページ
 

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9 ページ - Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds, With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my Love.
9 ページ - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
72 ページ - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires: — Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
156 ページ - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
123 ページ - And then your grace need not make any doubt But in twenty-four hours you'll ride it about." The king he laughed, and swore by St. Jone, " I did not think it could be gone so soone! —Now from the third question thou must not shrinke, But tell me here truly what I do thinke.
187 ページ - How happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will ; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill!
199 ページ - When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
132 ページ - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
187 ページ - Who hath his life from rumours freed; Whose conscience is his strong retreat ; Whose state can neither flatterers feed, Nor ruin make oppressors great...
173 ページ - Thou hast set this present day my body free, But my heart in prison still remains with thee.' ' How should'st thou, fair lady, love me, Whom thou knowst thy country's foe? Thy fair wordes make me suspect thee: Serpents lie where flowers grow.

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