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. Hatchard, 1835 |
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... tongue to fold . Vouchsafe then , O thou most Almightie Spright ! From whom all gifts of wit and knowledge flow , To shed into my breast some sparkling light Of thine eternall truth , that I may show Some little beames to mortall eyes ...
... tongue to fold . Vouchsafe then , O thou most Almightie Spright ! From whom all gifts of wit and knowledge flow , To shed into my breast some sparkling light Of thine eternall truth , that I may show Some little beames to mortall eyes ...
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... tongue hope to express The image of such endless perfectness ? Cease then , my tongue ! and lend unto my mind Leave to bethinke how great that beautie is , Whose utmost parts so beautifull I find ; 1 Fetched . How much more those ...
... tongue hope to express The image of such endless perfectness ? Cease then , my tongue ! and lend unto my mind Leave to bethinke how great that beautie is , Whose utmost parts so beautifull I find ; 1 Fetched . How much more those ...
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... tongue can tell ; For she the daughters of all women's race , And angels eke , ' in beautie doth excell , Sparkled on her from God's owne glorious face , And more increast by her owne goodly grace , That it doth farre exceed all human ...
... tongue can tell ; For she the daughters of all women's race , And angels eke , ' in beautie doth excell , Sparkled on her from God's owne glorious face , And more increast by her owne goodly grace , That it doth farre exceed all human ...
Pagina 20
... tongue can tell ; For she the daughters of all women's race , And angels eke , ' in beautie doth excell , Sparkled on her from God's owne glorious face , And more increast by her owne goodly grace , That it doth farre exceed all human ...
... tongue can tell ; For she the daughters of all women's race , And angels eke , ' in beautie doth excell , Sparkled on her from God's owne glorious face , And more increast by her owne goodly grace , That it doth farre exceed all human ...
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... tongue could speak , nor heart could think . For this , the better souls do oft despise The body's death , and do it oft desire ; For when on ground the burden'd balance lies , The empty part is lifted up the higher : But if the body's ...
... tongue could speak , nor heart could think . For this , the better souls do oft despise The body's death , and do it oft desire ; For when on ground the burden'd balance lies , The empty part is lifted up the higher : But if the body's ...
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angels art thou beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth drest dust earth Edom Eridan eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER give glorious glory God's grace grave grief ground hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour HYMN John Hatchard King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind never night pain peace PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest sacred shame shine sighs sight sing sins SIR JOHN DAVIES Sith sleep songs sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue unto verse weary weep wind wings wound wretched