The Book of Gems: Chaucer to PriorSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1836 |
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... Sweet Neglect . -From the Silent Woman 138 Echo on Narcissus . - From Cynthia's DANIEL . Revells To Celia 139 To the Ladie Anne Clifford 87 Hymne to Diana.- From Cynthia's To the Ladie Margaret , Countesse of Revells Cumberland . 88 ...
... Sweet Neglect . -From the Silent Woman 138 Echo on Narcissus . - From Cynthia's DANIEL . Revells To Celia 139 To the Ladie Anne Clifford 87 Hymne to Diana.- From Cynthia's To the Ladie Margaret , Countesse of Revells Cumberland . 88 ...
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... sweet and well proportioned . " If , however , Wyat did " very naturally and studiously " imitate his master , Francis Petrarch , " he has been caught by the faults as well as the merits of the Italian Poet . The genius of Wyat was more ...
... sweet and well proportioned . " If , however , Wyat did " very naturally and studiously " imitate his master , Francis Petrarch , " he has been caught by the faults as well as the merits of the Italian Poet . The genius of Wyat was more ...
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... sweet majerome not to smell to theyr delyght . " Notwithstanding this desire on the part of the col- lector to preserve the writings of Surrey , many of them were lost . He translated the Ecclesiastes of Solomon , and a few of the ...
... sweet majerome not to smell to theyr delyght . " Notwithstanding this desire on the part of the col- lector to preserve the writings of Surrey , many of them were lost . He translated the Ecclesiastes of Solomon , and a few of the ...
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... thee , shewe to me thy name . " My name is Fond Desire . " When wert thou borne , Desire ? " In pompe and pryme of May . " By whom , sweet boy , wert thou begot ? " By fond Conceit men say . " Tell me who was thy nurse ? " Fresh Youth.
... thee , shewe to me thy name . " My name is Fond Desire . " When wert thou borne , Desire ? " In pompe and pryme of May . " By whom , sweet boy , wert thou begot ? " By fond Conceit men say . " Tell me who was thy nurse ? " Fresh Youth.
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... sweet fire Within my sighing heart , Possessed by desire No sweeter life I trie Than in her love to die . The lilly in the field That glories in his white For purenesse now must yeeld And render up his right . Heaven pictur'd in her ...
... sweet fire Within my sighing heart , Possessed by desire No sweeter life I trie Than in her love to die . The lilly in the field That glories in his white For purenesse now must yeeld And render up his right . Heaven pictur'd in her ...
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221 ページ - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
106 ページ - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
138 ページ - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound.
267 ページ - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet; But apples, plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice.
271 ページ - Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood, And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews.
227 ページ - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine ; Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskin'd stage. But O, sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower ? Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek. Or call up him that left...
223 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 chequer'd shade...
267 ページ - Ambergris on shore. He cast (of which we rather boast) The Gospel's Pearl upon our Coast. And in these Rocks for us did frame A Temple, where to sound his Name. Oh let our Voice his Praise exalt, Till it arrive at Heaven's Vault : Which thence (perhaps) rebounding may Echo beyond the Mexique Bay.
200 ページ - Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness? It was gone Quite under ground; as flowers depart To see their mother-root, when they have blown; Where they together All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown.
226 ページ - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes; There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad, leaden, downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast.