The Book of Gems: Chaucer to PriorSamuel Carter Hall Saunders and Otley, 1836 |
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Strana 38
... breath . Small kepe took he whom Fortune frowned on , Or whom she lifted up into the trone Of high renowne , but as a living death , So dead alyve , of lyfe he drewe the breath . The bodyes rest , the quyete of the hart , 38 SACKVILLE .
... breath . Small kepe took he whom Fortune frowned on , Or whom she lifted up into the trone Of high renowne , but as a living death , So dead alyve , of lyfe he drewe the breath . The bodyes rest , the quyete of the hart , 38 SACKVILLE .
Strana 40
... breath corrupt , her keepers every one Abhorring her , her sicknes past recure , Detesting phisicke , and all phisickes cure . But oh the doleful sight that then we see ; We turnde our looke , and on the other side A griesly shape of ...
... breath corrupt , her keepers every one Abhorring her , her sicknes past recure , Detesting phisicke , and all phisickes cure . But oh the doleful sight that then we see ; We turnde our looke , and on the other side A griesly shape of ...
Strana 41
... breath . And by and by a dum dead corps we sawe , Heavy and colde , the shape of death aryght , That dauntes all earthly creatures to his lawe : Agaynst whose force in vayne it is to fyght Ne pieres , ne princes , nor no mortall wyght ...
... breath . And by and by a dum dead corps we sawe , Heavy and colde , the shape of death aryght , That dauntes all earthly creatures to his lawe : Agaynst whose force in vayne it is to fyght Ne pieres , ne princes , nor no mortall wyght ...
Strana 53
... breathing winde , That playes amidst the plaine , If by the favour of propitious starres you gaine Such grace as in my ladie's bosome place to finde , Be proud to touch those places ! And when her warmth your moysture forth doth weare ...
... breathing winde , That playes amidst the plaine , If by the favour of propitious starres you gaine Such grace as in my ladie's bosome place to finde , Be proud to touch those places ! And when her warmth your moysture forth doth weare ...
Strana 54
... breathing straite display My bitter sighs , that have my hart undone ! Vermillion roses , that with new dayes rise , Display your crimson folds fresh looking faire , Whose radiant bright disgraces The rich adorned rayes of roseate ...
... breathing straite display My bitter sighs , that have my hart undone ! Vermillion roses , that with new dayes rise , Display your crimson folds fresh looking faire , Whose radiant bright disgraces The rich adorned rayes of roseate ...
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Æneid appears bear beauty Ben Jonson born breath brest Castara conceits court death delight desire dost doth Earl earth eyes face fair fame fancy fear flame flowers fortune genius gentle George Gascoigne GILES FLETCHER give glory grace grene griefe hand happy hart hast hath heart heaven honour Hudibras Inner Temple Jonson king kisse labour Lady LADY ANNE CLIFFORD learned light live look Lord love's lover mind mistress Muse nature never night noble nought Oxford passed passion PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poems Poet poetry Poly-olbion pow'r praise Queen rare rich scorne shee sighs sight sing Sir John Suckling Sir Philip Sidney song sonnets soul Spenser sunne sweet tears Tell thee thine things thou art thought truth unto verse versification vertue wanton Westminster Abbey winds Wood write youth
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Strana 168 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Strana 174 - 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 ; 30 Sport, that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Strana 82 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell : Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Strana 174 - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
Strana 213 - When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates. And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye. The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Strana 220 - Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood, And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews.
Strana 217 - And sends the fowls to us in care, On daily visits through the air ; He hangs in shades the orange bright, Like golden lamps in a green night...
Strana 160 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Strana 208 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair; The sea itself (which one would think Should have but little need of drink) Drinks ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup. The busy Sun (and one would guess...
Strana 177 - Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus