English Lyric Poetry, 1500-1700Frederic Ives Carpenter Blackie & son, limited, 1897 - 276 ページ |
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... doth face Wild Camber's cliffs , did give her lively heat1 : Foster'd she was with milk of Irish breast ; Her sire , an Earl ; her dame of princes ' blood : From tender years , in Britain she doth rest With kinges childe , where she ...
... doth face Wild Camber's cliffs , did give her lively heat1 : Foster'd she was with milk of Irish breast ; Her sire , an Earl ; her dame of princes ' blood : From tender years , in Britain she doth rest With kinges childe , where she ...
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... doth his passage stay , Is not great grace to help him over past , Or free his feet that in the mire stick fast ? Most envious man , that grieves at neighbour's good , And fond , that joyest in the woe thou hast ! Why wilt not let him ...
... doth his passage stay , Is not great grace to help him over past , Or free his feet that in the mire stick fast ? Most envious man , that grieves at neighbour's good , And fond , that joyest in the woe thou hast ! Why wilt not let him ...
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... doth go , the further he doth stray . Then do no further go , no further stray , But here lie down , and to thy rest betake , Th ' ill to prevent , that life ensewen may ; For what hath life that may it loved make , And gives not rather ...
... doth go , the further he doth stray . Then do no further go , no further stray , But here lie down , and to thy rest betake , Th ' ill to prevent , that life ensewen may ; For what hath life that may it loved make , And gives not rather ...
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... doth withhold Me from my love , and eke my love from me ; I hate the earth , because it is the mould Of fleshly slime and frail mortality ; I hate the fire , because to nought it flies ; I hate the air , because sighs of it be ; I hate ...
... doth withhold Me from my love , and eke my love from me ; I hate the earth , because it is the mould Of fleshly slime and frail mortality ; I hate the fire , because to nought it flies ; I hate the air , because sighs of it be ; I hate ...
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... doth come for me ; Ne will I rest my feet for feebleness , Ne will I rest my limbs for frailty , Ne will I rest mine eyes for heaviness . SONNETS . MORE than most fair , full of the living fire , Kindled above unto the Maker near ; No ...
... doth come for me ; Ne will I rest my feet for feebleness , Ne will I rest my limbs for frailty , Ne will I rest mine eyes for heaviness . SONNETS . MORE than most fair , full of the living fire , Kindled above unto the Maker near ; No ...
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A. B. Grosart beauty beauty's Ben Jonson birds blessed bliss Book of Airs bower breath bright bring the day Campion Castara Chorus clouds cuckoo dance dear death delight divine Donne dost doth E. K. Chambers earth echo ring edited Elizabethan England's Helicon EPITHALAMIUM eyes fair fairy fear flowers golden grace green Grosart grove H. F. Lyte happy Hark hath hear heart heaven heavenly honour Hymen HYMN king kiss Laius leave light live look Lord Love's lovers Lullaby lyric lyric poetry Madrigals Masque merrily merry mind ne'er never night nightingale nymphs o'er pleasure Poems poetic poetry Poets praise queen reprinted roses shepherd shine sigh sing sleep smile song SONNET sorrow soul spring stars Sweet Phosphor Sweet Spirit sweetly tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast Trilla unto verse W. C. Ward wanton weep Whilst wind youth
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223 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.
85 ページ - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
190 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...
149 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...
226 ページ - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
88 ページ - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
89 ページ - gainst his glory fight, And Time that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow, Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow.
150 ページ - Who God doth late and early pray More of His grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a...
85 ページ - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone ; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
81 ページ - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.