A Treasury of English SonnetsDavid M. Main A. Ireland and Company, 1880 - 470 pagina's |
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Pagina 57
... DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXIII NOW while the Night her sable veil hath spread , And silently her resty coach doth roll , Rousing with her from Tethys ' azure bed Those starry nymphs which dance about the pole ; While Cynthia , in purest ...
... DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXIII NOW while the Night her sable veil hath spread , And silently her resty coach doth roll , Rousing with her from Tethys ' azure bed Those starry nymphs which dance about the pole ; While Cynthia , in purest ...
Pagina 58
David M. Main. WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXIV ' LEEP , Silence ' child , sweet father of soft rest , SLEE Prince whose approach peace to all mortals brings , Indifferent host to shepherds and to kings , Sole comforter of minds with ...
David M. Main. WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXIV ' LEEP , Silence ' child , sweet father of soft rest , SLEE Prince whose approach peace to all mortals brings , Indifferent host to shepherds and to kings , Sole comforter of minds with ...
Pagina 59
... DRUMMOND 1585-1649 TRUST CXVII RUST not , sweet soul , those curled waves of gold With gentle tides which on your temples flow , Nor temples spread with flakes of virgin snow , Nor snow of cheeks with Tyrian grain enrolled ; Trust not ...
... DRUMMOND 1585-1649 TRUST CXVII RUST not , sweet soul , those curled waves of gold With gentle tides which on your temples flow , Nor temples spread with flakes of virgin snow , Nor snow of cheeks with Tyrian grain enrolled ; Trust not ...
Pagina 60
David M. Main. CXVIII WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 IF F crost with all mishaps be my poor life , If one short day I never spent in mirth , If my spright with itself holds lasting strife , If sorrow's death is but new sorrow's birth ; If ...
David M. Main. CXVIII WILLIAM DRUMMOND 1585-1649 IF F crost with all mishaps be my poor life , If one short day I never spent in mirth , If my spright with itself holds lasting strife , If sorrow's death is but new sorrow's birth ; If ...
Pagina 61
... DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXXI WEET soul , which in the April of thy years SWE So to enrich the heaven mad'st poor this round , And now with golden rays of glory crowned Most blest abid'st above the sphere of spheres ; If heavenly laws , alas ...
... DRUMMOND 1585-1649 CXXI WEET soul , which in the April of thy years SWE So to enrich the heaven mad'st poor this round , And now with golden rays of glory crowned Most blest abid'st above the sphere of spheres ; If heavenly laws , alas ...
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Pagina 52 - Love's not Time's Fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Pagina 36 - 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...
Pagina 34 - 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.
Pagina 51 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Pagina 33 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Pagina 142 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Pagina 27 - come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free...
Pagina 46 - They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others , are themselves as stone , Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow ; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces , Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die...
Pagina 72 - 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.
Pagina 289 - O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge men's search To vaster issues.