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... grace and charm of style as not to be repulsive . It is the poetry of an age of reaction , and of reaction in a twofold sense , spiritually and morally against the ideals of Puritanism and of the religious party generally , artistically ...
... grace and charm of style as not to be repulsive . It is the poetry of an age of reaction , and of reaction in a twofold sense , spiritually and morally against the ideals of Puritanism and of the religious party generally , artistically ...
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... grace them , Only beautie purely loving Knows no discord , But still moves delight , Like clear springs renewed by flowing , Ever perfect , ever in them- selves eternal . XVI T. CAMPION . A CRUEL BEAUTY THOU art not faire , for all thy ...
... grace them , Only beautie purely loving Knows no discord , But still moves delight , Like clear springs renewed by flowing , Ever perfect , ever in them- selves eternal . XVI T. CAMPION . A CRUEL BEAUTY THOU art not faire , for all thy ...
Pagina 22
... grace , For my pleasing eye or face , Nor for any outward part , No , nor for my constant heart : For these may faile , or turn to ill , So thou and I shall sever . ANON . Keep therefore a true woman's eye , And love me 22 A TREASURY.
... grace , For my pleasing eye or face , Nor for any outward part , No , nor for my constant heart : For these may faile , or turn to ill , So thou and I shall sever . ANON . Keep therefore a true woman's eye , And love me 22 A TREASURY.
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... grace , Viewing , ruing love's long paine : Procur'd by beautie's rude disdaine . Come away , come sweet Love , The golden morning wasts : While the sunne from his sphere His fierie arrowes casts , Making all the shadowes flie , Playing ...
... grace , Viewing , ruing love's long paine : Procur'd by beautie's rude disdaine . Come away , come sweet Love , The golden morning wasts : While the sunne from his sphere His fierie arrowes casts , Making all the shadowes flie , Playing ...
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... grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a Religious Book or Friend . This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall : — Lord of himself , though not of Lands , And , having nothing , yet ...
... grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a Religious Book or Friend . This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall : — Lord of himself , though not of Lands , And , having nothing , yet ...
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Treasury of Minor British Poetry: Selected and Arranged with Notes John Churton Collins Volledige weergave - 1896 |
Treasury of Minor British Poetry: Selected and Arranged with Notes John Churton Collins Volledige weergave - 1896 |
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Pagina 358 - AH, WHAT avails the sceptred race! Ah ! what the form divine ! What every virtue, every grace ! Rose Aylmer, all were thine. Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyes May weep, but never see, A night of memories and of sighs I consecrate to thee.
Pagina 236 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Pagina 336 - For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.
Pagina 87 - Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day; Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood; And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews.
Pagina 117 - They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here ; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear; It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast, Like stars upon some gloomy grove, Or those faint beams in which this hill is drest After the sun's remove.
Pagina 72 - When thou hast done, thou has not done, For I have more. Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won Others to sin, and made my sin their door? Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun A year or two, but wallowed in a score? *° When thou hast done, thou hast not done, For I have more.
Pagina 130 - The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions are no more. For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost. Clouds of affection from our younger eyes Conceal that emptiness which age descries. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the...
Pagina 50 - Life HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
Pagina 47 - Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things. Grow rich in that which never taketh rust: Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet yoke where lasting freedoms be; Which breaks the clouds and opens forth the light That doth both shine and give us sight to see.
Pagina 354 - COLD in the earth — and the deep snow piled above thee, Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave ! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave...