Virgil in English Rhythm: With Illustrations from the British Poets, from Chaucer to CowperBell and Daldy, 1871 - Počet stran: 330 |
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... Sweet Poetry's A flow'r , where men , like bees and spiders , may Bear poison , or else sweets and wax , away : Be venom - drawing spiders they that will , I'll be the bee , and suck the honey still . " BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER , Four ...
... Sweet Poetry's A flow'r , where men , like bees and spiders , may Bear poison , or else sweets and wax , away : Be venom - drawing spiders they that will , I'll be the bee , and suck the honey still . " BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER , Four ...
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... Sweet are thy banks ! Oh , when shall I once more With ravish'd eyes review thine amell'd shore ? When in the crystal of thy waters scan Each feature faded , and my colour wan ? When shall I see my hut , the small abode Myself did raise ...
... Sweet are thy banks ! Oh , when shall I once more With ravish'd eyes review thine amell'd shore ? When in the crystal of thy waters scan Each feature faded , and my colour wan ? When shall I see my hut , the small abode Myself did raise ...
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... sweet as is thy lovely face ; The pasture rich , the wool as soft as silk : All this I give , let me possess thy grace . " Sir Philip Sidney , The Lady of May . " An hundred udders for the pail I have , That give me milk and curds ...
... sweet as is thy lovely face ; The pasture rich , the wool as soft as silk : All this I give , let me possess thy grace . " Sir Philip Sidney , The Lady of May . " An hundred udders for the pail I have , That give me milk and curds ...
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... sweet nightingales , Make it perpetual spring . " Similarly Venus engages to Paris : " The laurel and the myrtle shall compose Thy arbours , interwoven with the rose , And honey - dropping woodbine ; on the ground The flowers ...
... sweet nightingales , Make it perpetual spring . " Similarly Venus engages to Paris : " The laurel and the myrtle shall compose Thy arbours , interwoven with the rose , And honey - dropping woodbine ; on the ground The flowers ...
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... sweet music is such art- Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep , or , hearing , die . " Dryden puts the immortal Purcell before Orpheus : " We beg not hell our Orpheus to restore ; Had he been there , Their sovereign's fear Had ...
... sweet music is such art- Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep , or , hearing , die . " Dryden puts the immortal Purcell before Orpheus : " We beg not hell our Orpheus to restore ; Had he been there , Their sovereign's fear Had ...
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Strana 67 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Strana 204 - Philomel with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby. Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby. Never harm Nor spell nor charm Come our lovely lady nigh. So good night, with lullaby.
Strana 22 - Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war...
Strana 155 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Strana 236 - 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...
Strana 270 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Strana 193 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Strana 203 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
Strana 182 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Strana 40 - To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue, A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; Domestic fury and fierce civil strife Shall cumber all the parts of Italy...