The book of sonnets, ed by A.M. WoodfordA Montagu Woodford 1841 |
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... face presseth with bolde pretence , And there campeth displaying his banner . She that me learnes to love and to suffer , And wills that my truste , and love's negligence Be reined by reasone , shame , and reverence , With his hardiness ...
... face presseth with bolde pretence , And there campeth displaying his banner . She that me learnes to love and to suffer , And wills that my truste , and love's negligence Be reined by reasone , shame , and reverence , With his hardiness ...
Էջ 5
... face , That with my tearye - eyen , swoln and unstable , My destiny to beholde her doth me leade , And yet I knowe I run into the gleade . BECAUSE I still kepte thee fro ' lies and blame , And to my power alwaies thee honoured , Unkinde ...
... face , That with my tearye - eyen , swoln and unstable , My destiny to beholde her doth me leade , And yet I knowe I run into the gleade . BECAUSE I still kepte thee fro ' lies and blame , And to my power alwaies thee honoured , Unkinde ...
Էջ 15
... face he dothe his banner rest . She that me taught to love , and suffer paine ; My doubtfull hope , and eke my warm desire , With shame - faced cloke to shadow and restraine , Her smiling grace converteth straight to ire . And coward ...
... face he dothe his banner rest . She that me taught to love , and suffer paine ; My doubtfull hope , and eke my warm desire , With shame - faced cloke to shadow and restraine , Her smiling grace converteth straight to ire . And coward ...
Էջ 17
... face the great increase Of my desires , whereat I weep and sing , In joye and woe , as in a doubtful case . For my sweet thoughts sometime doe pleasure bring ; But bie and bie , the cause of my disease Gives me a pang that inwardly ...
... face the great increase Of my desires , whereat I weep and sing , In joye and woe , as in a doubtful case . For my sweet thoughts sometime doe pleasure bring ; But bie and bie , the cause of my disease Gives me a pang that inwardly ...
Էջ 18
... FACE ALWAYS HIDDEN FROM HIM . I NEVER SAW my Ladye lay apart Her cornet black ; in cold or yet in heat , Sith first she knew my grief was grown so greate ; Which other fancies driveth from my heart , That to myself I doe the thought ...
... FACE ALWAYS HIDDEN FROM HIM . I NEVER SAW my Ladye lay apart Her cornet black ; in cold or yet in heat , Sith first she knew my grief was grown so greate ; Which other fancies driveth from my heart , That to myself I doe the thought ...
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Էջ 61 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Էջ 129 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
Էջ 66 - But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired: For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee...
Էջ 56 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Էջ 62 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Էջ 56 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour, which doth in it live. The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses.
Էջ 61 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Էջ 58 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Էջ 145 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear, And weep the more because I weep in vain...
Էջ 58 - When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night, When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white, When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd...