Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ...Macmillan and Company, Limited, 1896 |
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Strana 14
... common did or mean Upon that memorable scene , But with his keener eye 50 30 55 The axe's edge did try ; 60 Nor call'd the Gods , with vulgar spite , To vindicate his helpless right ; But bow'd his comely head Down , as upon a bed ...
... common did or mean Upon that memorable scene , But with his keener eye 50 30 55 The axe's edge did try ; 60 Nor call'd the Gods , with vulgar spite , To vindicate his helpless right ; But bow'd his comely head Down , as upon a bed ...
Strana 23
... common men . Devouring Famine , Plague , and War , 5 Each able to undo mankind , Death's servile emissaries are ; Nor to these alone confined , He hath at will More quaint and subtle ways to kill ; A smile or kiss , as he will use the ...
... common men . Devouring Famine , Plague , and War , 5 Each able to undo mankind , Death's servile emissaries are ; Nor to these alone confined , He hath at will More quaint and subtle ways to kill ; A smile or kiss , as he will use the ...
Strana 39
... common people of the skies , What are you , when the Moon shall rise ? 5 You curious chanters of the wood That warble forth dame Nature's lays , Thinking your passions understood By your weak accents ; what's your praise When Philomel ...
... common people of the skies , What are you , when the Moon shall rise ? 5 You curious chanters of the wood That warble forth dame Nature's lays , Thinking your passions understood By your weak accents ; what's your praise When Philomel ...
Strana 43
Francis Turner Palgrave. XXXII . XXXIII . 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 ! TO CELIA . DRINK to me only with thine eyes ...
Francis Turner Palgrave. XXXII . XXXIII . 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 ! TO CELIA . DRINK to me only with thine eyes ...
Strana 95
... common , but the change to the use of on took place as early as the sixteenth century : comp . Wickliffe , Acts , xiii . 14 , " In the day of Sabbath , " and see Abbott's Shake- spearian Grammar , § 161 . Heaven's Eternal King . Comp ...
... common , but the change to the use of on took place as early as the sixteenth century : comp . Wickliffe , Acts , xiii . 14 , " In the day of Sabbath , " and see Abbott's Shake- spearian Grammar , § 161 . Heaven's Eternal King . Comp ...
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Abbott adjective adverb Agon allusion angels applied beauty Ben Jonson bright called Chaucer Church clause cognate colour comp Comus Cromwell dark dative dead death denotes doth Dryden earth Elizabethan English epithet expressed eyes fair flowers goddess golden Greek harmony hath heart heaven heavenly hence honour Hymn Nat Il Pens Il Penseroso Jonson King L'Alleg L'Allegro Latin light Lost lubber fiend Lycidas lyre lyric Masson meaning Melancholy Milton Moloch morning Muse nature night note on L'Alleg noun oracles original Osiris past participle past tense pastoral Pens Penseroso phrase plural poem poet poet's poetry prefix preposition pronoun radically reference rhymes Robin Goodfellow Romans sacred says sense Shakespeare shepherds sing song sonnet soul sound speaks Spenser spheres spirit stanza star sung sweet Thammuz thee thou thought verb verse Virgil's wanton wind word Wordsworth zeugma
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Strana 80 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Strana 25 - My true account, lest he returning chide; ' Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?' I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, ' God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best.
Strana 17 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock by fountain, shade, and rill.
Strana 16 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more, Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. 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.
Strana 87 - 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!
Strana 73 - 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...
Strana 74 - In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp and feast and revelry, With mask and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. 130 Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Strana 71 - 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-brow'd rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Strana 78 - Or let my lamp, at midnight hour, Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear, With thrice great Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato to unfold What worlds, or what vast regions hold The immortal mind, that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
Strana 77 - 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, In her sweetest saddest plight.