Poetry and Poets: A Collection of the Choicest Anecdotes Relative to the Poets of Every Age and Nation. With Specimens of Their Works and Sketches of Their Biography, 3. köideSherwood, Gilbert, & Piper, 1826 - 305 pages |
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... hand , O mart of all the world ! O flower of Netherland ! Fair Holland ! Let this live , tho ' I may not , with thee My bosom's queen ! I show e'en now how fervently I've lov'd thee through all change - thy good and evil days- And love ...
... hand , O mart of all the world ! O flower of Netherland ! Fair Holland ! Let this live , tho ' I may not , with thee My bosom's queen ! I show e'en now how fervently I've lov'd thee through all change - thy good and evil days- And love ...
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... hands . SPENCE . GEORGE BOLEYN . Olde Rochfort clombe the statilie throne Which Muses hold in Hellicone . GEORGE BOLEYN , Viscount Rochford , was Son of Sir Thomas Boleyn , afterwards Earl of Wiltshire and Ormond , and at Oxford disco ...
... hands . SPENCE . GEORGE BOLEYN . Olde Rochfort clombe the statilie throne Which Muses hold in Hellicone . GEORGE BOLEYN , Viscount Rochford , was Son of Sir Thomas Boleyn , afterwards Earl of Wiltshire and Ormond , and at Oxford disco ...
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... hand before , and I'll lift ye to your seat ; Mount , Juan , mount - the Moors are near , I hear the Arab cry , Oh mount and fly for jeopardy , I'll save ye though I die . Stand , noble steed , this hour of need , be gentle as a lamb ...
... hand before , and I'll lift ye to your seat ; Mount , Juan , mount - the Moors are near , I hear the Arab cry , Oh mount and fly for jeopardy , I'll save ye though I die . Stand , noble steed , this hour of need , be gentle as a lamb ...
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... hand , among my tresses noos'd , From the ears where he had placed them , my rings of pearl unloos'd— He'll think ... hand I held , by the fountain all alone , And that my mind was o'er the sea , when from my hand they fell , And that ...
... hand , among my tresses noos'd , From the ears where he had placed them , my rings of pearl unloos'd— He'll think ... hand I held , by the fountain all alone , And that my mind was o'er the sea , when from my hand they fell , And that ...
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... hands ; Not a word , my Lord , ' said Fletcher . 6 That's a pity , ' said he , ' for ' tis now too late , for I shall die or go mad . ' He then raved , said I will not live a madman , for I can destroy myself . ' I know the reason of ...
... hands ; Not a word , my Lord , ' said Fletcher . 6 That's a pity , ' said he , ' for ' tis now too late , for I shall die or go mad . ' He then raved , said I will not live a madman , for I can destroy myself . ' I know the reason of ...
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Page 163 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tried, What hell it is, in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent : To waste long nights in pensive discontent ; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow...
Page 105 - Many were the wit-combats betwixt him and Ben Jonson, which two I behold like a Spanish great galleon, and an English man-of-war ; Master Jonson (like the former) was built far higher in learning ; solid, but slow in his performances. Shakespeare...
Page 247 - As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life ; then when there hath been thrown Wit able enough to justify the town For three days past; wit that might warrant be For the whole City to talk foolishly Till that were cancell'd; and when that was gone, We left an air behind us, which alone Was able to make the two next companies Right witty; though but downright fools, mere wise.
Page 105 - English man-ofwar, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 168 - That would, not cease, but cried still, in sucking at her breast. She was full weary of her watch, and grieved with her child; She rocked it and rated it, until on her it smiled : Then did she say, " Now have I found the proverb true to prove, The falling out of faithful friends renewing is of love.
Page 30 - My ear-rings ! my ear-rings ! he'll say they should have been, Not of pearl and of silver, but of gold and glittering sheen, Of jasper and of onyx, and of diamond shining clear, Changing to the changing light, with radiance insincere — That changeful mind unchanging gems are not befitting well — Thus will he think — and what to say, alas! I cannot tell.
Page 27 - Rise up, rise up, Xarifa! lay the golden cushion down; Rise up, come to the window, and gaze with all the town.
Page 83 - HAPPY is England ! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own ; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through its tall woods with high romances blent : Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment
Page 247 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 223 - FLUTTERING spread thy purple pinions. Gentle Cupid, o'er my heart ; I a slave in thy dominions ; Nature must give way to art. Mild Arcadians, ever blooming, Nightly nodding o'er your flocks, See my weary days consuming, All beneath yon flowery rocks.