The English Parnassus: An Anthology Chiefly of Longer PoemsClarendon Press, 1967 - 786 pages |
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... rest around To her redoubled that her undersong , 110 Which said , their bridale daye should not be long . And gentle Eccho from the neighbour ground , Their accents did resound . So forth , those joyous Birdes did passe along , Adowne ...
... rest around To her redoubled that her undersong , 110 Which said , their bridale daye should not be long . And gentle Eccho from the neighbour ground , Their accents did resound . So forth , those joyous Birdes did passe along , Adowne ...
Page 224
... rest , Prudence ; and to Flatt'ry , Pride . Here Beauty falls , betray'd , despis'd , distress'd , And hissing Infamy proclaims the rest . 340 Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find ! Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant ...
... rest , Prudence ; and to Flatt'ry , Pride . Here Beauty falls , betray'd , despis'd , distress'd , And hissing Infamy proclaims the rest . 340 Where then shall Hope and Fear their objects find ! Must dull suspense corrupt the stagnant ...
Page 534
... rest , and ripen toward the grave In silence ; ripen , fall and cease : Give us long rest or death , dark death , or dreamful ease . 90 V How sweet it were , hearing the downward stream , With half - shut eyes ever to seem Falling ...
... rest , and ripen toward the grave In silence ; ripen , fall and cease : Give us long rest or death , dark death , or dreamful ease . 90 V How sweet it were , hearing the downward stream , With half - shut eyes ever to seem Falling ...
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Arcite arms beauty beneath blood breast breath brest Burns Byron Camelot Chaucer cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Emelye eyes face fair fame fate fear flowers grace grief hand hast hath hear heart heaven herte honour Jebusites King lady Lady of Shalott light live look lord Lycidas mighty Milton mind mordre Muse namore never night nymph o'er once Ovid Oxus pain Palamon pale PARNASSUS passion poem poet poetry Pope praise rose round Rustum Saturn seem'd seyde shal sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile Sohrab song sorrow soul sound spirit stars sterte stood stream sweet swich tears Tennyson Thebes thee ther Theseus thine things thou art thought thro trewely twas unto up-on voice weep whan whyl whyt wind wolde words wyde youth