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... that thee array , Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth Painting thy outward walls so costlie gay ? Why so large cost having so short a lease , 32 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (1564) THE WASTE OF SHAME THE REMEDY.
... that thee array , Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth Painting thy outward walls so costlie gay ? Why so large cost having so short a lease , 32 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (1564) THE WASTE OF SHAME THE REMEDY.
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Why so large cost having so short a lease , Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall wormes inheritors of this excesse Eat up thy charge ? is this thy bodies end ? Then soule live thou upon thy servants losse , And let that pine ...
Why so large cost having so short a lease , Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall wormes inheritors of this excesse Eat up thy charge ? is this thy bodies end ? Then soule live thou upon thy servants losse , And let that pine ...
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... ; For those , whom thou think'st thou dost over- throw , Dye not , poor Death , nor yet canst thou kill mee . From rest and sleep , which but thy picture bee , Much pleasure , then from thee , much more must 37 JOHN DONNE TO DEATH.
... ; For those , whom thou think'st thou dost over- throw , Dye not , poor Death , nor yet canst thou kill mee . From rest and sleep , which but thy picture bee , Much pleasure , then from thee , much more must 37 JOHN DONNE TO DEATH.
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... dost with poyson , warr , and sicknes dwell , And poppie or charmes can make us sleep as well , And better then thy stroke ; why swell'st thou then ? One short sleepe past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more ; Death , thou ...
... dost with poyson , warr , and sicknes dwell , And poppie or charmes can make us sleep as well , And better then thy stroke ; why swell'st thou then ? One short sleepe past , we wake eternally , And Death shall be no more ; Death , thou ...
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... dost controule The amorousness of a harmonious soule ; But Thou wouldst have that love Thy selfe : as Thou Art jealous , Lord , so I am jealous now ; Thou lovest not , till from loving more Thou free My soule ; Who ever gives , takes ...
... dost controule The amorousness of a harmonious soule ; But Thou wouldst have that love Thy selfe : as Thou Art jealous , Lord , so I am jealous now ; Thou lovest not , till from loving more Thou free My soule ; Who ever gives , takes ...
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ALICE MEYNELL Angels beauty belovéd sleep bird bless blest bliss breast breath bright child Christ clouds dark dead dear death deep delight divine dost doth dream dust earth EMILY BRONTË eternal eyes face fair faith fear feet fire flame flesh flowers forgive Francis Thompson give giveth His belovéd glory grave grow H. C. BEECHING hand hath heart heaven heavenly HERBERT TRENCH holy hope hour immortal John Donne King life's light live Lord Mother naught never night o'er pain peace Percy Society poem prayer R. D. Blackmore Ragnarök rest sacring-bell sail saith sense shalt shine sigh sight silent sing skies Sleeping at last song sorrow spring stars strife sweet T. E. BROWN tears thee THEODORE WATTS-DUNTON thine things THOMAS TRAHERNE Thou art Thou hast thought thy soul truth unto voice weep wilt wind wings wonder youth
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Página 144 - I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripp'd lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Página 142 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise ; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, " Fallings from us, vanishings ; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised...
Página 151 - The hills Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun, the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Página 166 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! 10 And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Página 143 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither— And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 136 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Página 141 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Página 176 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Página 140 - And unto this he frames his song: Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife; But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside, And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part; Filling from time to time his "humorous stage...
Página 255 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.