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... Breathing his paffion to the early spring , Hath left to hear the nightingale complain , Pleafing his thoughts alone to hear me fing ! 40 The nymphs forfook their places of abode , To hear the founds that from my mufick flow'd . Poor ...
... Breathing his paffion to the early spring , Hath left to hear the nightingale complain , Pleafing his thoughts alone to hear me fing ! 40 The nymphs forfook their places of abode , To hear the founds that from my mufick flow'd . Poor ...
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... , as a ftone , already feemed dead Before his breath was fully him bereft : 100 The faithful fwain here laftly made an end , Whom all good shepherds ever shall defend . SONNET . BY WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . * WHEN fortie winters 16 DRAYTON .
... , as a ftone , already feemed dead Before his breath was fully him bereft : 100 The faithful fwain here laftly made an end , Whom all good shepherds ever shall defend . SONNET . BY WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE . * WHEN fortie winters 16 DRAYTON .
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... breath falutes your new - created grove , 11 Like fouthern winds , and makes it gently move . Orpheus could make the forreft dance ; but you Can make the motion , and the forrest too . L'ALLEGRO . BY JOHN MILTON . * HENCE , loathed ...
... breath falutes your new - created grove , 11 Like fouthern winds , and makes it gently move . Orpheus could make the forreft dance ; but you Can make the motion , and the forrest too . L'ALLEGRO . BY JOHN MILTON . * HENCE , loathed ...
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... breathe Above , about , or underneath , Sent by fom spirit to mortals good , Or th ' unfeen Genius of the wood . But let my due feet never fail To walk the ftudious cloyfters pale , And love the high embowed roof , With antick pillars ...
... breathe Above , about , or underneath , Sent by fom spirit to mortals good , Or th ' unfeen Genius of the wood . But let my due feet never fail To walk the ftudious cloyfters pale , And love the high embowed roof , With antick pillars ...
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... breath , Presents a foe , and ev'ry foe a death . Wearied , forfaken , and purfu'd , at last All fafety in despair of safety plac'd , Courage he thence refumes , refolv'd to bear All their affaults , fince ' tis in vain to fear : 290 ...
... breath , Presents a foe , and ev'ry foe a death . Wearied , forfaken , and purfu'd , at last All fafety in despair of safety plac'd , Courage he thence refumes , refolv'd to bear All their affaults , fince ' tis in vain to fear : 290 ...
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Seite 41 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Seite 45 - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Seite 33 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Seite 118 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Seite 35 - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Seite 48 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Seite 51 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Seite 40 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...
Seite 33 - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
Seite 253 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.