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... wood , That warble forth dame Natures lays , Thinking your voices understood , By your weak accents , what's your praise When Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets , that first appear , By your pure purple mantles known , Like ...
... wood , That warble forth dame Natures lays , Thinking your voices understood , By your weak accents , what's your praise When Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets , that first appear , By your pure purple mantles known , Like ...
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... wood echoing fhrill . Som time walking , not unseen , 50 55 By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the Eastern gate , Where the great Sun begins his state , 60 Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand ...
... wood echoing fhrill . Som time walking , not unseen , 50 55 By hedge - row elms , on hillocks green , Right against the Eastern gate , Where the great Sun begins his state , 60 Rob'd in flames , and amber light , The clouds in thousand ...
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Or sweetest Shakespear , Fancies child , Warble his native wood - notes wilde . And ever against eating cares , Lap me in foft Lydian aires , Married to immortal verfe , 135 Such as the meeting foul may pierce In notes , with many a ...
Or sweetest Shakespear , Fancies child , Warble his native wood - notes wilde . And ever against eating cares , Lap me in foft Lydian aires , Married to immortal verfe , 135 Such as the meeting foul may pierce In notes , with many a ...
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... woods among , I woo to hear thy even - fong ; And , miffing thee , I walk unfeen 65 On the dry smooth - fhaven green , To behold the wandring moon Riding neer her highest noon , Like one that had bin led astray , Through the Heav'ns ...
... woods among , I woo to hear thy even - fong ; And , miffing thee , I walk unfeen 65 On the dry smooth - fhaven green , To behold the wandring moon Riding neer her highest noon , Like one that had bin led astray , Through the Heav'ns ...
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... wood . But let my due feet never fail To walk the ftudious cloyfters pale , And love the high embowed roof , With antick pillars maffy proof , And ftoried windows richly dight , Cafting a dimm religious light . 145 150 155 160 There let ...
... wood . But let my due feet never fail To walk the ftudious cloyfters pale , And love the high embowed roof , With antick pillars maffy proof , And ftoried windows richly dight , Cafting a dimm religious light . 145 150 155 160 There let ...
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againſt beauteous beauty bleft Born breaſt bright cauſe charms cloſe dame defire deſpair diſtant dyed e'er eaſe Emma Emma's Ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafely faid fair falutes fame fate fear fecret feem fhade fhall fide fighs fight filence filk fing firſt flain flame fleep flow foft fome fong foon forrow foul freſh ftill ftream fuch fudden fung fwain groves heart heav'n himſelf HOBBINOL inſpire kings laft LANQUET laſt lefs loft lov'd Lycidas maid mind moſt Mufe Muft Muſe muſt night Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er paffion pain paſs paſt pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe preſent purſue reft reſt rifing riſe roſes ſay ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhore ſhould ſhow ſkill ſky ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtrain ſweet tears thee theſe thofe thoſe thou thro Twas uſe verſe Whilft whofe whoſe winds wiſh woods youth
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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.