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... Muse ANONYMOUS . Page - 28 · ib . The Sturdy Rock · The Praise of Amargana - · · · 30 ib . The Passionate Shepherd C. MARLOW . 1562-1592 . SIR WALTER RALEIGH . 1552-1618 . · 32 124 The Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd 33 The ...
... Muse ANONYMOUS . Page - 28 · ib . The Sturdy Rock · The Praise of Amargana - · · · 30 ib . The Passionate Shepherd C. MARLOW . 1562-1592 . SIR WALTER RALEIGH . 1552-1618 . · 32 124 The Nymph's Reply to the Passionate Shepherd 33 The ...
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... MUSE . GOOD muse , rock me asleep With some sweet harmony : This weary eyes is not to keep Thy wary company . Sweet love , begone a while , Thou seest my ( 28 ) ANONYMOUS Page.
... MUSE . GOOD muse , rock me asleep With some sweet harmony : This weary eyes is not to keep Thy wary company . Sweet love , begone a while , Thou seest my ( 28 ) ANONYMOUS Page.
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... muse , That know'st what help is best , Do now thy heavenly cunning use To set my heart at rest . And in a dream bewray What fate shall be my friend ; Whether my life shall still decay , Or when my sorrows end . ANONYMOUS . THE STURDY ...
... muse , That know'st what help is best , Do now thy heavenly cunning use To set my heart at rest . And in a dream bewray What fate shall be my friend ; Whether my life shall still decay , Or when my sorrows end . ANONYMOUS . THE STURDY ...
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... Muse of Nine ! That wont'st the tragick stage for to direct In funeral complaints and wailful tine , Reveal to me , and all the means detect Through which sad Clarion did at last decline To lowest wretchedness . And is there then Such ...
... Muse of Nine ! That wont'st the tragick stage for to direct In funeral complaints and wailful tine , Reveal to me , and all the means detect Through which sad Clarion did at last decline To lowest wretchedness . And is there then Such ...
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... Muse ! me to devise , Notes sad enough t ' express this bitter throw , For loe ! the drery stownd is now arrived , That of all happiness hath us deprived . The luckless Clarion , whether cruel Fate Or wicked Fortune faultless him misled ...
... Muse ! me to devise , Notes sad enough t ' express this bitter throw , For loe ! the drery stownd is now arrived , That of all happiness hath us deprived . The luckless Clarion , whether cruel Fate Or wicked Fortune faultless him misled ...
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Page 183 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft outwatch the Bear...
Page 189 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 14 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Page 180 - Over thy decent shoulders drawn. Come, but keep thy wonted state, With even step and musing gait, And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes...
Page 223 - Far in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Page 186 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity ; Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles.
Page 180 - But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song, In her sweetest, saddest plight.
Page 163 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king. All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants, belong to thee ; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice; Man for thee does sow and plow; Farmer he, and landlord thou ! Thou dost innocently joy, Nor does thy luxury destroy.
Page 216 - Art she had none, yet wanted none, For Nature did that Want supply: So rich in Treasures of her Own, She might our boasted Stores defy: Such Noble Vigour did her Verse adorn, That it seem'd borrow'd, where 'twas only born.
Page 125 - 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?