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Pagina 10
... eyes spend tears , I never want delight , even when I groan , Best ' companied when most I am alone , A Heaven of hopes I have midst Hells of fears : Thus every way contentment strange I find , But most in her rare beauty , my rare mind ...
... eyes spend tears , I never want delight , even when I groan , Best ' companied when most I am alone , A Heaven of hopes I have midst Hells of fears : Thus every way contentment strange I find , But most in her rare beauty , my rare mind ...
Pagina 11
... And of my sorrow partners make the stars ; All desolate I haunt the fearful woods , When I should give myself to rest at night . With watchful eyes I neʼer behold the night , Mother SELECT POEMS . 11 Sonnet, Sextian,
... And of my sorrow partners make the stars ; All desolate I haunt the fearful woods , When I should give myself to rest at night . With watchful eyes I neʼer behold the night , Mother SELECT POEMS . 11 Sonnet, Sextian,
Pagina 12
... eyes in - isle themselves with floods . Turn to the springs again first shall the floods , Clear shall the Sun the sad and gloomy night , To dance about the pole cease shall the stars , The elements renew their ancient wars Shall first ...
... eyes in - isle themselves with floods . Turn to the springs again first shall the floods , Clear shall the Sun the sad and gloomy night , To dance about the pole cease shall the stars , The elements renew their ancient wars Shall first ...
Pagina 14
... eye , grown jealous of my pace , Now from your silent horrours would me drive , When Sun advancing in his glorious ... eyes . Prolong , alas , prolong my short delight ; And if ye can , make an eternal night . SONNET . PLACE me where ...
... eye , grown jealous of my pace , Now from your silent horrours would me drive , When Sun advancing in his glorious ... eyes . Prolong , alas , prolong my short delight ; And if ye can , make an eternal night . SONNET . PLACE me where ...
Pagina 15
... eye ; Or you , outrageous Fates , upon me frown , Till Pity wailing see disaster'd me ; Affection's print my mind so ... eyes I shun the irksome light . Such pleasure here I have Delighting in false gleams , If Death Sleep's brother be ...
... eye ; Or you , outrageous Fates , upon me frown , Till Pity wailing see disaster'd me ; Affection's print my mind so ... eyes I shun the irksome light . Such pleasure here I have Delighting in false gleams , If Death Sleep's brother be ...
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ALEXANDER BROME arms beauty birth Birtha blest blood born breast breath bright call'd CASTARA CHARLES COTTON clouds crown death delight dost doth e'er Earth eyes face fair fame fate fear fire flames floods flowers GEORGE WITHER golden Goltho Gondibert grace grief hand haste hath haue head heart Heaven hope jemme king kiss light live look lord lov'd love's lovers Lyrian maid mind Muse ne'er neere never night nymph o'er PHINEAS FLETCHER POEMS poet poor pow'r prince queen quoth Rhodalind RICHARD CRASHAW ROBERT HERRICK rocks seas seem'd shade shepheards shine shore sighs sight sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spide spring stars streams swaine sweet tears tell thee Thetis thine thou thought tongue twas twixt unto Venus vertue wanton waves weep whence Whilst WILLIAM CARTWRIGHT WILLIAM DAVENANT WILLIAM HABINGTON winds wings woods wound youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 326 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Pagina 325 - Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
Pagina 325 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Pagina 327 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Pagina 338 - If thy verse do bravely tower, As she makes wing she gets power ; Yet the higher she doth soar, She's affronted still the more : Till she to the high'st hath past, Then she rests with fame at last.
Pagina 32 - 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 sorrow. Still let me sleep, embracing clouds in vain, And never wake to feel the day's disdain.
Pagina 180 - 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?
Pagina 339 - By a daisy, whose leaves, spread, Shut when Titan goes to bed, Or a shady bush or tree, She could more infuse in me Than all Nature's beauties can In some other wiser man.
Pagina 177 - t: For had not her care furnisht you out With something of handsome, without all doubt You and your sorry Lady Muse had been In the number of those that were not let in. In haste from the court two or three came in, And they brought letters (forsooth) from the Queen; Twas discreetly done, too, for if th' had come Without them, th' had scarce been let into the room.
Pagina 116 - It is a yea, it is a nay ; A pretty kind of sporting fray ; It is a thing will soon away ; Then, nymphs, take 'vantage while ye may ; And this is love, as I hear say.