Specimens of the British Poets: With Biographical and Critcal Notices and An Essay on English PoetryH. Carey Baird, 1855 - 749 頁 |
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... Hast thou not said , that , as the morning light , The cloudless morning , so should be thine house , And not as flowers , by the brightest rain , Which grow up quickly , and as quickly fade ? Hast thou not said , the wicked are as ...
... Hast thou not said , that , as the morning light , The cloudless morning , so should be thine house , And not as flowers , by the brightest rain , Which grow up quickly , and as quickly fade ? Hast thou not said , the wicked are as ...
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... , whom , feeble in all this woe , Thou hast forsake , nor if thy wife doth live thou know'st or no , Nor young Ascanius , thy child , whom throngs of Greeks about brated . * Joshua Sylvester's version of the " Divine 40 ENGLISH POETRY .
... , whom , feeble in all this woe , Thou hast forsake , nor if thy wife doth live thou know'st or no , Nor young Ascanius , thy child , whom throngs of Greeks about brated . * Joshua Sylvester's version of the " Divine 40 ENGLISH POETRY .
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... hast command of every part , To live and die for thee . But his beauties are so deeply involved in surrounding coarseness and extravagance , as to constitute not a tenth part of his poetry ; or rather it may be safely affirmed , that of ...
... hast command of every part , To live and die for thee . But his beauties are so deeply involved in surrounding coarseness and extravagance , as to constitute not a tenth part of his poetry ; or rather it may be safely affirmed , that of ...
第 90 頁
... hast got Of simple hearts , thorough Love's shot , By whom , unkind ! thou hast them won : Think not he hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain , That mak'st but game of earnest payne ...
... hast got Of simple hearts , thorough Love's shot , By whom , unkind ! thou hast them won : Think not he hath his bow forgot , Although my lute and I have done . Vengeance shall fall on thy disdain , That mak'st but game of earnest payne ...
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... hast of mercy store , Thou not delight'st to see a sinner fall , Thou hearkenest first , before we come to call , Thine ears are set wide open evermore , Before we knock thou comest to the door ; Thou art more prest to hear a sinner cry ...
... hast of mercy store , Thou not delight'st to see a sinner fall , Thou hearkenest first , before we come to call , Thine ears are set wide open evermore , Before we knock thou comest to the door ; Thou art more prest to hear a sinner cry ...
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第 139 頁 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
第 264 頁 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
第 264 頁 - I With shriller throat shall sing The sweetness, mercy, majesty, And glories of my King; When I shall voice aloud how good He is, how great should be, Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty.
第 139 頁 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
第 312 頁 - Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon When she deserts the night, Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the soul, She all in every part, — why was the sight To such a tender ball as...
第 311 頁 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones The labour of an age in piled stones ? Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid ? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name ? Thou in our wonder and astonishment Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
第 101 頁 - Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw. 0 make in me those civil wars to cease: 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light, A rosy garland and a weary head: And if these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see.
第 341 頁 - 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.
第 117 頁 - Tell fortune of her blindness; Tell nature of decay; Tell friendship of unkindness; Tell justice of delay. And if they will reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell arts they have no soundness, But vary by esteeming; Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming. If arts and schools reply, Give arts and schools the lie. Tell faith it's fled the city; Tell how the country erreth; Tell manhood shakes off" pity; Tell virtue least preferreth.
第 139 頁 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...