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, 第 1 卷J. Rickerby, 1836 |
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... thine own form divine , Know , that thou canst know nothing perfectly , While thou art clouded with this flesh of mine . Take heed of over - weening , and compare Thy peacock's feet with thy gay peacock's train : Study the best and ...
... thine own form divine , Know , that thou canst know nothing perfectly , While thou art clouded with this flesh of mine . Take heed of over - weening , and compare Thy peacock's feet with thy gay peacock's train : Study the best and ...
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... thee , my dear mother , let My fingers their melodious skill forget : When I a joy disjoined from thine receive , Then may my tongue unto my palate cleave . Remember Edom , Lord ; their cruel pride , Who 62 SANDYS . Psalm cxxxvii.
... thee , my dear mother , let My fingers their melodious skill forget : When I a joy disjoined from thine receive , Then may my tongue unto my palate cleave . Remember Edom , Lord ; their cruel pride , Who 62 SANDYS . Psalm cxxxvii.
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... thine obey ; protect me still , So that the latter death may not devour My soul , seal'd with thy seal . - So , in the hour , When thou ( whose body sanctified this tomb , Unjustly judged , ) a glorious judge shall come To judge the ...
... thine obey ; protect me still , So that the latter death may not devour My soul , seal'd with thy seal . - So , in the hour , When thou ( whose body sanctified this tomb , Unjustly judged , ) a glorious judge shall come To judge the ...
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... thine own seat , that there the child of loss , Of all the lower heav'n the curse and cross ; That wretch , beast , caitiff , monster - man , might spend , ( Proud of the mire , in which his soul is penn'd , ) Clodded in lumps of clay ...
... thine own seat , that there the child of loss , Of all the lower heav'n the curse and cross ; That wretch , beast , caitiff , monster - man , might spend , ( Proud of the mire , in which his soul is penn'd , ) Clodded in lumps of clay ...
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... Thine easy ear unto the ploughman's vow— Long might he look , and look , and long in vain Might load his harvest in an empty wain , And beat the woods , to find the poor oak's hungry grain . " The swelling sea seeths in his angry waves ...
... Thine easy ear unto the ploughman's vow— Long might he look , and look , and long in vain Might load his harvest in an empty wain , And beat the woods , to find the poor oak's hungry grain . " The swelling sea seeths in his angry waves ...
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ALLAN CUNNINGHAM angels beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst CHIG clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth dust earth Engravings eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE VIRTUE GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER glorious glory God's grace grave grief ground hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour HYMN King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind N. P. WILLIS never night PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest RICHARD BAXTER sacred seek shame shine sighs sight sing sins sleep songs sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue UNIV unto verse weep WILLIAM BEATTIE wind wings wound wretched
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第 328 頁 - I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
第 253 頁 - SWEET day ! so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave ; And thou must die.
第 318 頁 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
第 327 頁 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
第 317 頁 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
第 319 頁 - Yea, Truth and Justice then Will down return to men, Orb'd in a rainbow ; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering; And Heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
第 327 頁 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
第 326 頁 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near ; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
第 315 頁 - It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize: It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun her lusty paramour.
第 180 頁 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.