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Pagina 4
... man ; A peaceful conscience is the true content , And wealth is but her golden ornament . Job Militant , by F. Quarles , Med . xiii . Edit . 1630 . SCORN NOT THE LEAST . WHERE wards are weak , DIDACTIC AND MORAL PIECES .
... man ; A peaceful conscience is the true content , And wealth is but her golden ornament . Job Militant , by F. Quarles , Med . xiii . Edit . 1630 . SCORN NOT THE LEAST . WHERE wards are weak , DIDACTIC AND MORAL PIECES .
Pagina 16
... the Grecian libbard now ought hears , That overran the East with greedy power , And left his whelps their kingdoms to devour ? Hughes's Edit . p . 9 . That fill'd with costly spoil his gaping den , And 16 DIDACTIC AND MORAL PIECES .
... the Grecian libbard now ought hears , That overran the East with greedy power , And left his whelps their kingdoms to devour ? Hughes's Edit . p . 9 . That fill'd with costly spoil his gaping den , And 16 DIDACTIC AND MORAL PIECES .
Pagina 22
... Edit . 1640 . LIKE to the falling of a star , Or as the flights of eagles are ; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue ; Or silver drops of morning dew ; Or like a wind that chafes the flood ; Or bubbles which on water stood : Even such ...
... Edit . 1640 . LIKE to the falling of a star , Or as the flights of eagles are ; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue ; Or silver drops of morning dew ; Or like a wind that chafes the flood ; Or bubbles which on water stood : Even such ...
Pagina 28
... Edit . 1640 . The verses are incorrect , but the idea is fine : the shadow steals from the dial's hand , and not the dial's hand from the shadow . My short - lived winter's day . ] Dyer , in his well - known Grongar Hill , well ...
... Edit . 1640 . The verses are incorrect , but the idea is fine : the shadow steals from the dial's hand , and not the dial's hand from the shadow . My short - lived winter's day . ] Dyer , in his well - known Grongar Hill , well ...
Pagina 33
... Edit . 1709 . AGAINST FOREIGN LUXURY . AND ND now , ye British swains ( whose harmless sheep Than all the world's beside I joy to keep ) , Which spread on every plain and hilly wold , Fleeces no less esteem'd than that of gold , For ...
... Edit . 1709 . AGAINST FOREIGN LUXURY . AND ND now , ye British swains ( whose harmless sheep Than all the world's beside I joy to keep ) , Which spread on every plain and hilly wold , Fleeces no less esteem'd than that of gold , For ...
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Pagina 114 - ... you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of love's latest breath, When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies, When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, — Now if thou would'st, when all have given him over, From...
Pagina 149 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
Pagina 137 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Pagina 214 - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chant it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Pagina 116 - CARE-CHARMER Sleep, son of the sable Night, Brother to Death, in silent darkness born, Relieve my languish, and restore the light ; With dark forgetting of my care return. And let the day be time enough to mourn The shipwreck of my ill-adventured youth : Let waking eyes suffice to wail their scorn, Without the torment of the night's untruth. Cease, dreams, the images of day-desires, To model forth the passions of the morrow ; Never let rising sun approve you liars To add more grief to aggravate my...
Pagina 2 - No endless night, yet not eternal day; The saddest birds a season find to sing, The roughest storm a calm may soon allay: Thus, with succeeding turns, God tempereth all, That man may hope to rise, yet fear to fall.
Pagina 106 - Wisely regardful of the embroiling sky, In joyless fields and thorny thickets, leaves His shivering mates, and pays to trusted man His annual visit. Half afraid, he first Against the window beats; then, brisk, alights On the warm hearth; then, hopping o'er the floor, Eyes all the smiling family askance, And pecks, and starts, and wonders where he is; Till more familiar grown, the table-crumbs Attract his slender feet.
Pagina 89 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Pagina 65 - Thou wilt not wake Till I thy fate shall overtake; Till age, or grief, or sickness must Marry my body to that dust It so much loves, and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb. Stay for me there; I will not fail To meet thee in that hollow vale.
Pagina 113 - I know that all beneath the moon decays, And what by mortals in this world is brought In Time's great periods shall return to nought ; That fairest states have fatal nights and days. I know that all the Muses...