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Pagina xxix
... wine , pours forth bacchanalian verses , which are only to be read , When laurel spirts i ' th ' fire ; and when the hearth Smiles to itselfe , and guilds the roofe with mirth . Herrick's poetry , in all its diversities , is ever the ...
... wine , pours forth bacchanalian verses , which are only to be read , When laurel spirts i ' th ' fire ; and when the hearth Smiles to itselfe , and guilds the roofe with mirth . Herrick's poetry , in all its diversities , is ever the ...
Pagina 53
... wine ; Call on Bacchus , chaunt his praise ; Shake the Thyrse , and bite the Bayes ; Rouze Anacreon from the dead , And return him drunk to bed ; Sing o're Horace ; for ere long Death will come and mar the song ; Then shall Wilson and ...
... wine ; Call on Bacchus , chaunt his praise ; Shake the Thyrse , and bite the Bayes ; Rouze Anacreon from the dead , And return him drunk to bed ; Sing o're Horace ; for ere long Death will come and mar the song ; Then shall Wilson and ...
Pagina 60
... wine That scatter'st spirit and lust ; whose purest shine , More radiant then the summers sun - beams shows , Each way illustrious , brave ; and like to those Comets we see by night , whose shagg'd portents Fore 60 HESPERIDES .
... wine That scatter'st spirit and lust ; whose purest shine , More radiant then the summers sun - beams shows , Each way illustrious , brave ; and like to those Comets we see by night , whose shagg'd portents Fore 60 HESPERIDES .
Pagina 88
... wine and oile besmear'd . This day Ile drowne all sorrow ; Who knowes to live to - morrow ? UPON PAGGET . PAGGET , a school - boy , got a sword , and then He vow'd destruction both to birch and men ; Who wo'd not think this yonker ...
... wine and oile besmear'd . This day Ile drowne all sorrow ; Who knowes to live to - morrow ? UPON PAGGET . PAGGET , a school - boy , got a sword , and then He vow'd destruction both to birch and men ; Who wo'd not think this yonker ...
Pagina 98
... to fill his presse with wine . TO HIS DYING BROTHER , MASTER WILLIAM HERRICK . LIFE of my life , take not so soone thy flight , But stay the time till we have bade good night . Thou hast both wind and tide with thee ; thy 98 HESPERIDES .
... to fill his presse with wine . TO HIS DYING BROTHER , MASTER WILLIAM HERRICK . LIFE of my life , take not so soone thy flight , But stay the time till we have bade good night . Thou hast both wind and tide with thee ; thy 98 HESPERIDES .
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