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But still I see the tenor of man's woe Holds on the same , from woman to begin . ”
“ From man's effeminate slackness it begins , ( Said the ' angel ) who should
better hold his place By wisdom , and superior gifts received . prepare thee for ...
But still I see the tenor of man's woe Holds on the same , from woman to begin . ”
“ From man's effeminate slackness it begins , ( Said the ' angel ) who should
better hold his place By wisdom , and superior gifts received . prepare thee for ...
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Lodged in Bethabara , where John baptized , Musing , and much revolving in his
breast , How best the mighty work he might begin Of Saviour to mankind , and
which way first Publish his godlike office now mature , One day forth walk'd alone
...
Lodged in Bethabara , where John baptized , Musing , and much revolving in his
breast , How best the mighty work he might begin Of Saviour to mankind , and
which way first Publish his godlike office now mature , One day forth walk'd alone
...
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If of my reign prophetic writ hath told , That it shall never end , so , when begin ,
The Father in his purpose hath decreed ; He , in whose hand all times and
seasons roll . What if he hath decreed that I shall first Be tried in humble state and
things ...
If of my reign prophetic writ hath told , That it shall never end , so , when begin ,
The Father in his purpose hath decreed ; He , in whose hand all times and
seasons roll . What if he hath decreed that I shall first Be tried in humble state and
things ...
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Begin then , Sisters of the sacred well , That from beneath the seat of Jove doth
spring ; Begin , and somewhat loudly sweep the string . | Edward King , Esq . the
son of Sir John King , knight , secretary for Ireland . He was sailing from Chester
to ...
Begin then , Sisters of the sacred well , That from beneath the seat of Jove doth
spring ; Begin , and somewhat loudly sweep the string . | Edward King , Esq . the
son of Sir John King , knight , secretary for Ireland . He was sailing from Chester
to ...
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... and live with thee , In unreproved pleasures free : To hear the lark begin his
flight , And singing startle the dull night , From his watch - tower in the skies , Till
the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come , in spite of sorrow , And at my window
...
... and live with thee , In unreproved pleasures free : To hear the lark begin his
flight , And singing startle the dull night , From his watch - tower in the skies , Till
the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come , in spite of sorrow , And at my window
...
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Seite 244 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath thresh'd the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretch'd out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings. Thus done the tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon lull'd asleep.
Seite 248 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak. Sw'eet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy! Thee, chauntress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the Heaven's wide pathless way, And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Seite 236 - Alas ! what boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely, slighted, shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse ? Were it not better done, as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair ? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days...
Seite 237 - That came in Neptune's plea; He ask'd the waves, and ask'd the felon winds, What hard mishap hath doom'd this gentle swain? And question'd every gust of rugged wings That blows from off each beaked promontory: They knew not of his story; And sage Hippotades their answer brings, That not a blast was from his dungeon stray 'd; The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd.
Seite 236 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears: "Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumor lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
Seite 238 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowrets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades and wanton winds and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint...
Seite 238 - But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim Wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door, Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Seite 33 - fair light, And thou enlighten'd earth, so fresh and gay, Ye hills, and dales, ye rivers, woods, and plains, And ye that live and move, fair creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here?
Seite 240 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Seite 248 - Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom,— Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm, To bless the doors from nightly harm; Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear...
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | The British Poets: Including Translations ... Band 17 von The British Poets: Including Translations |
| Verlag | C. Whittingham, 1822 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 4. Okt. 2006 |
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