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Pagina vii
... lost his seat . Waller's " political and poetical life began nearly together . " It was in his eighteenth year that he wrote his first poetical piece - that on the escape of Prince Charles from a tempest on his return from Spain . It is ...
... lost his seat . Waller's " political and poetical life began nearly together . " It was in his eighteenth year that he wrote his first poetical piece - that on the escape of Prince Charles from a tempest on his return from Spain . It is ...
Pagina viii
... Lost , " written in Waller's rhyme , would have been as ridiculous as Waller's love to Saccharissa expressed in Milton's blank verse . The school before Waller were too rugged , but surely there is a medium between the roughness of ...
... Lost , " written in Waller's rhyme , would have been as ridiculous as Waller's love to Saccharissa expressed in Milton's blank verse . The school before Waller were too rugged , but surely there is a medium between the roughness of ...
Pagina xiv
... lost . Pym and his party could not trifle now though they would , and would not though they could . Waller and Tomkins are seized that night in their houses , and overwhelmed with fear , confess everything . It is suspected that Waller ...
... lost . Pym and his party could not trifle now though they would , and would not though they could . Waller and Tomkins are seized that night in their houses , and overwhelmed with fear , confess everything . It is suspected that Waller ...
Pagina xvii
... lost the esteem of all parties , " and says , " It is not possible to read without some . contempt and indignation , poems ascribing the highest degree of power and piety to Charles the First , and then transferring the same power and ...
... lost the esteem of all parties , " and says , " It is not possible to read without some . contempt and indignation , poems ascribing the highest degree of power and piety to Charles the First , and then transferring the same power and ...
Pagina xxiii
... Lost " and " Paradise Re- gained , " of the " Night - Thoughts , " of " Smart's David , " all poetry , let it be observed , not defending religion merely , or confining itself to the praise of God's lower works , but entering into the ...
... Lost " and " Paradise Re- gained , " of the " Night - Thoughts , " of " Smart's David , " all poetry , let it be observed , not defending religion merely , or confining itself to the praise of God's lower works , but entering into the ...
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Amoret Androgeus arms beauty behold bless'd blood bold bounty brave breast bright Charles Charles II Chloris clouds command commission of array Countess of Devonshire courage court crown'd dame death delight divine doth Dr Johnson earth EDMUND WALLER eyes fair fame fate fear fierce fire flame foes force friends give Gloriana glory gods grace hand happy hath heart heaven honour hope immortal Jove king LADY light live Lord Lucretius Maid's Tragedy matchless mighty mind mortal Muse Nature never noble nobler numbers nymph o'er once oppress'd Ovid passion peace Phoebus pleasure poem poetical poetry poets praise princes Pyrrhus Queen rage royal rude Saccharissa sacred shine sing song soul sweet sword Tarentum taught tears tempest thee Theseus Thetis thine things thou thought trembling Troy Twas verse vex'd virtue Waller wind wise wonder wound youth
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Pagina 239 - That servile path thou nobly dost decline Of tracing word by word, and line by line : A new and nobler way thou dost pursue, To make translations, and translators too : They but preserve the ashes, thou the flame, True to his sense, but truer to his fame.
Pagina 23 - ON A GIRDLE. THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind : No monarch but would give his crown, His arms might do what this has done.
Pagina 133 - 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. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Pagina 180 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Pagina 134 - 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. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Pagina 23 - Some other nymphs, with colours faint^ And pencil slow, may Cupid paint, And a weak heart in time destroy ; She has a stamp, and prints the boy; Can, with a single look, inflame The coldest breast, the rudest tame.
Pagina 192 - But his proud head the airy mountain hides among the clouds ; his shoulders and his sides a shady mantle clothes ; his curled brows frown on the gentle stream, which calmly flows, while winds and storms his lofty forehead beat; the common fate of all that's high or great.
Pagina 23 - ... temples bind; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer; My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Pagina 239 - No flight for thoughts, but poorly stick at words, A new and nobler way thou dost pursue, To make translations and translators too, They but preserve the ashes; thou the flame, True to his sense, but truer to his fame.
Pagina 189 - But to be restless in a worse extreme ? And for that lethargy was there no cure But to be cast into a calenture ; Can knowledge have no bound, but must advance So far, to make us wish for ignorance...