The Works of the English Poets: WallerH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Lord Rofcom- mon was more impartial : no man ever rhymed truer and evener than he : yet , he is so just as to confess , that it is but a trifle ; and to wish the tyrant dethroned , and Blank Verse fet up in its room . There is a third ...
... Lord Rofcom- mon was more impartial : no man ever rhymed truer and evener than he : yet , he is so just as to confess , that it is but a trifle ; and to wish the tyrant dethroned , and Blank Verse fet up in its room . There is a third ...
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... their own books devise ) Lord of the scene , where now his danger lies . Well fung the Roman bard ; " all human things Of dearest value hang on flender strings . " O fee O fee the then fole hope , and in defign WALLER'S POEM S.
... their own books devise ) Lord of the scene , where now his danger lies . Well fung the Roman bard ; " all human things Of dearest value hang on flender strings . " O fee O fee the then fole hope , and in defign WALLER'S POEM S.
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... Lord of all , And ride in triumph o'er the drowned Ball : Those towers of oak o'er fertile plains might go , And vifit mountains where they once did grow . The world's reftorer once could not indure , That finish'd Babel fhould those ...
... Lord of all , And ride in triumph o'er the drowned Ball : Those towers of oak o'er fertile plains might go , And vifit mountains where they once did grow . The world's reftorer once could not indure , That finish'd Babel fhould those ...
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... light , While yet it struggled with eternal night . Then mourn no more , left thou admit increase Of glory , by thy noble Lord's decease . * Paris . * We find not that the laughter - loving dame D 3 We TO MY LADY OF CARLISLE . 37.
... light , While yet it struggled with eternal night . Then mourn no more , left thou admit increase Of glory , by thy noble Lord's decease . * Paris . * We find not that the laughter - loving dame D 3 We TO MY LADY OF CARLISLE . 37.
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... Lord of NORTHUMBERLAND , upon the Death of his Lady . T O this great lofs a fea of tears is due : But the whole debt not to be paid by you . Charge not yourself with all , nor render vain Those showers , the eyes of us your servants ...
... Lord of NORTHUMBERLAND , upon the Death of his Lady . T O this great lofs a fea of tears is due : But the whole debt not to be paid by you . Charge not yourself with all , nor render vain Those showers , the eyes of us your servants ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Amoret beauty beſt bleft boaſt bold bounty brave breaſt CANTO Chloris Countess of CARLISLE courage dame deſtroy Engliſh eyes facred fair falutes fame fate feem fhall fhine fhips fide fight fince fing firft firſt flame foes fome fong foul fpring ftill fuch George Sandys give glory grace heart Heaven himſelf increaſe inftructed itſelf Jove juſt King Lady Lady in Retirement laft laſt lefs leſs light loft Lucretius marble live mind moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt noble nobler Numbers Nymph o'er paffion peace Phoebus plac'd pleaſe pleaſure praiſe prefent Prince Prince of Orange Queen rage raiſe reft reſt rife royal ſea ſeem ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhip ſhould ſhow ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill ſuch ſweet thee themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand uſe verfe Verſe vex'd virtue WALLER whofe whoſe wind youth
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Página 87 - GIRDLE That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind; No monarch but would give his crown, His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer. My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move! A narrow compass! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Página 228 - For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost. Clouds of affection from our younger eyes Conceal that emptiness which age descries. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Página 87 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind: No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer: My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair: Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Página 172 - The beauties which adorn'd that age, The shining subjects of his rage, Hoping they should immortal prove, Rewarded with success his love. This was the generous poet's scope, And all an English pen can hope, To make the fair approve his flame, That can so far extend their fame.
Página 135 - Whether this portion of the world were rent By the rude ocean from the continent, Or thus created, it Was sure design'd To be the sacred refuge of mankind.
Página 86 - Makes it full fummer, e'er the fpring's begun : And with ripe fruit the bending boughs can load, Before our violets dare look abroad : So, meafure not by any common ufe, The early love your brighter eyes produce.
Página 99 - Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retir'd, Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desir'd, And not blush so to be admir'd. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee : How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Página 233 - THAT the First Charles does here in triumph ride, See his son reign where he a martyr died, And people pay that reverence as they pass, (Which then he wanted !) to the sacred brass, Is not the...
Página 7 - Our language owes more to him than the French does to Cardinal Richelieu, and the whole Academy. A poet cannot think of him without being in the same rapture Lucretius is in when Epicurus comes in his way.
Página 237 - Here lies the learned Savil's heir, So early wise, and lasting fair, That none, except her years they told, Thought her a child, or thought her old.— WALLER.