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... JEREMY TAYLOR , · A ROYALIST AND A PURITAN , COWLEY AND WALLER , JOHN MILTON , • MILTON'S MARRIAGE , THE ROYAL TRAGEDY , CHANGE OF KINGS , 132 135 140 144 150 . 157 161 167 LAST DAYS , 174 CHAPTER V. CHARLES II . AND HIS FRIENDS ...
... JEREMY TAYLOR , · A ROYALIST AND A PURITAN , COWLEY AND WALLER , JOHN MILTON , • MILTON'S MARRIAGE , THE ROYAL TRAGEDY , CHANGE OF KINGS , 132 135 140 144 150 . 157 161 167 LAST DAYS , 174 CHAPTER V. CHARLES II . AND HIS FRIENDS ...
Pagina 130
... Jeremy Taylor- the measured cadences of Waller - the mellifluous jingle of Suckling and of his Royalist brothers , and drowning all these with its grand sweep of sound , the majestic organ- music of Milton . * John Milton : written 1629 ...
... Jeremy Taylor- the measured cadences of Waller - the mellifluous jingle of Suckling and of his Royalist brothers , and drowning all these with its grand sweep of sound , the majestic organ- music of Milton . * John Milton : written 1629 ...
Pagina 135
... Jeremy Taylor . This priest , of such eloquence and beauty , was Jeremy Taylor , * who was the son of a barber at Cambridge , was entered at Caius College as sizar , * Jeremy Taylor , b . 1613 ; d . 1667. First collected edition of his ...
... Jeremy Taylor . This priest , of such eloquence and beauty , was Jeremy Taylor , * who was the son of a barber at Cambridge , was entered at Caius College as sizar , * Jeremy Taylor , b . 1613 ; d . 1667. First collected edition of his ...
Pagina 136
... Jeremy Taylor was established in his pleasant Rutland rectory , Archbishop Laud went to the Tower , not to come forth till he should go to the scaffold ; and in the Civil War , breaking out presently , Jeremy Taylor joined the Royalists ...
... Jeremy Taylor was established in his pleasant Rutland rectory , Archbishop Laud went to the Tower , not to come forth till he should go to the scaffold ; and in the Civil War , breaking out presently , Jeremy Taylor joined the Royalists ...
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... strangers , he espied an old man stopping by the way , lean- * John Evelyn , b . 1620 ; d . 1706. His best known books are his Diary , and Sylva - a treatise on arboriculture . ing on his staff , weary with much travel , JEREMY TAYLOR .
... strangers , he espied an old man stopping by the way , lean- * John Evelyn , b . 1620 ; d . 1706. His best known books are his Diary , and Sylva - a treatise on arboriculture . ing on his staff , weary with much travel , JEREMY TAYLOR .
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Pagina 150 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Pagina 299 - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Pagina 242 - CREATOR spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come visit every pious mind ; Come pour thy joys on human kind ; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make thy temples worthy thee.
Pagina 116 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
Pagina 53 - ... or ever the silver cord be loosed, or the golden bowl be broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain, or the wheel broken at the cistern. Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was : and the spirit shall return unto GOD Who gave it.
Pagina 75 - For there his smell with others being mingled, The hot scent-snuffing hounds are driven to doubt, Ceasing their clamorous cry till they have singled With much ado the cold fault cleanly out ; Then do they spend their mouths : Echo replies, As if another chase were in the skies.
Pagina 38 - Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts, Into a thousand parts divide one man, And make imaginary puissance. Think, when we talk of horses, that you see them Printing their proud hoofs i...
Pagina 138 - The old man told him that he worshipped the fire only, and acknowledged no other God ; at which answer Abraham grew so zealously angry, that he thrust the old man out of his tent, and exposed him to all the evils of the night and an unguarded condition. When the old man was gone, God called to...
Pagina 159 - Have linked that amorous power to thy soft lay, Now timely sing, ere the rude bird of hate Foretell my hopeless doom, in some grove nigh; As thou from year to year hast sung too late For my relief, yet hadst no reason why. Whether the Muse or Love call thee his mate, Both them I serve, and of their train am I.
Pagina 71 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!