Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victory and Triumph; with Copious Selections from Spenser, Davies, Sandys [and Others] With an Introductory Essay and Critical Remarks, Volume 1J. Rickerby, 1836 |
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Pagina 31
... ry glass wherein she gaz'd , And shuns it still , although for thirst she die : Ev'n so man's soul , which did God's image bear , And was at first fair , good , and spotless pure ; Since with her sins her beauties blotted were , Doth of ...
... ry glass wherein she gaz'd , And shuns it still , although for thirst she die : Ev'n so man's soul , which did God's image bear , And was at first fair , good , and spotless pure ; Since with her sins her beauties blotted were , Doth of ...
Pagina 33
... ev'ry thing ; And , to conclude , I know myself a man , Which is proud , and yet a wretched thing . D THE DIGNITY OF MAN . OH ! what is man SIR JOHN DAVIES . 33.
... ev'ry thing ; And , to conclude , I know myself a man , Which is proud , and yet a wretched thing . D THE DIGNITY OF MAN . OH ! what is man SIR JOHN DAVIES . 33.
Pagina 36
... ev'ry thing , Which is co - natural , and born with it , And from the essence of the soul doth spring . With this desire , she hath a native might To find out ev'ry truth , if she had time ; The innumerable effects to sort aright , And ...
... ev'ry thing , Which is co - natural , and born with it , And from the essence of the soul doth spring . With this desire , she hath a native might To find out ev'ry truth , if she had time ; The innumerable effects to sort aright , And ...
Pagina 37
... ev'ry hand , Her flow'ry banks unwilling to forsake ; Yet nature so her streams doth lead and carry , As that her course doth make no final stay , Till she herself unto the ocean marry , Within whose wat'ry bosom first she lay : Ev'n so ...
... ev'ry hand , Her flow'ry banks unwilling to forsake ; Yet nature so her streams doth lead and carry , As that her course doth make no final stay , Till she herself unto the ocean marry , Within whose wat'ry bosom first she lay : Ev'n so ...
Pagina 40
... ev'ry thing , And sacred messages , her love hath sought ; Of him she thinks she cannot think too much ; This honey tasted , still is ever sweet ; The pleasure of her ravish'd thought is such , As almost here she with her bliss doth ...
... ev'ry thing , And sacred messages , her love hath sought ; Of him she thinks she cannot think too much ; This honey tasted , still is ever sweet ; The pleasure of her ravish'd thought is such , As almost here she with her bliss doth ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ALLAN CUNNINGHAM angels beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst CHIG clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth dust earth Engravings eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE VIRTUE GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER glorious glory God's grace grave grief ground hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour HYMN King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind N. P. WILLIS never night PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest RICHARD BAXTER sacred seek shame shine sighs sight sing sins sleep songs sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue UNIV unto verse weep WILLIAM BEATTIE wind wings wound wretched
Populaire passages
Pagina 328 - I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
Pagina 253 - SWEET day ! so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, 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 318 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Pagina 327 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Pagina 317 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
Pagina 319 - Yea, Truth and Justice then Will down return to men, Orb'd in a rainbow ; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering; And Heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
Pagina 327 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Pagina 326 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near ; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Pagina 315 - It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize: It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun her lusty paramour.
Pagina 180 - 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 is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.