Cowley, Denham, Milton |
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Thus to himself , sonth ' d by his flattering state , “ Long have I staid , but yet have
no relief ; He said ; “ How shall I thank thee for this gain , Long have I lov ' d , yet
have no favour shown ; O Cupid ! or rewand my helping Fate , Because she ...
Thus to himself , sonth ' d by his flattering state , “ Long have I staid , but yet have
no relief ; He said ; “ How shall I thank thee for this gain , Long have I lov ' d , yet
have no favour shown ; O Cupid ! or rewand my helping Fate , Because she ...
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Fate hath crost that willing score ) Stol ' n beard from Time , and leapt to twenty
years . ' A father , gave me a godfather too ; And , as the Sun , though in full glory
bright , And I ' m more glad , because it gave me you ; Shines upon all men with ...
Fate hath crost that willing score ) Stol ' n beard from Time , and leapt to twenty
years . ' A father , gave me a godfather too ; And , as the Sun , though in full glory
bright , And I ' m more glad , because it gave me you ; Shines upon all men with ...
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Thus speaks Æneas from the bed of state ; This a more innocent and happy
chase , Madam , when you command us to review Than when of old , but in the
self - same place , Our fate , you make our old wounds bleed Fair Liberty pursued
® ...
Thus speaks Æneas from the bed of state ; This a more innocent and happy
chase , Madam , when you command us to review Than when of old , but in the
self - same place , Our fate , you make our old wounds bleed Fair Liberty pursued
® ...
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Whilst from the hollows of his womb proceed | Chiefly when this stupendous pile
was ras ' d , Groans , not his own ; and had not Fate decreed Strange noises fill '
d the air ; we , all amaz ' d , Our ruin , we had filled with Grecian blood Dispatch ...
Whilst from the hollows of his womb proceed | Chiefly when this stupendous pile
was ras ' d , Groans , not his own ; and had not Fate decreed Strange noises fill '
d the air ; we , all amaz ' d , Our ruin , we had filled with Grecian blood Dispatch ...
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Then , that we should our sacrilege restore , Some dance , some haul the rope ;
at last let , And re - convey their gods from Argos ' shore , down Calchas
persuades , till then we urge in vain | It enters with a thundering noise the town ,
The fate ...
Then , that we should our sacrilege restore , Some dance , some haul the rope ;
at last let , And re - convey their gods from Argos ' shore , down Calchas
persuades , till then we urge in vain | It enters with a thundering noise the town ,
The fate ...
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Էջ 473 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Էջ 475 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Էջ 380 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels: for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in...
Էջ 476 - With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast. And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure: — But first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Էջ 473 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Էջ 507 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Էջ 380 - Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Էջ 475 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Էջ 476 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear 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. 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.
Էջ 473 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain and coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse...