English Sonnets: A SelectionJohn Dennis H.S. King & Company, 1873 - 238 pagina's |
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Pagina 48
... not skill enough your worth to sing : For we , which now behold these present days , Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . WILLIAM SHAKE- SPEARE . 1564-1616 . TRUE LOVE UNCHANGEABLE . 48 ENGLISH SONNETS .
... not skill enough your worth to sing : For we , which now behold these present days , Have eyes to wonder , but lack tongues to praise . WILLIAM SHAKE- SPEARE . 1564-1616 . TRUE LOVE UNCHANGEABLE . 48 ENGLISH SONNETS .
Pagina 73
... present My true account , lest He returning chide , - ' Doth God exact day - labour , light denied ? ' I fondly ask : But Patience , to prevent That murmur , soon replies , " God doth not need Either man's work , or his own gifts ; who ...
... present My true account , lest He returning chide , - ' Doth God exact day - labour , light denied ? ' I fondly ask : But Patience , to prevent That murmur , soon replies , " God doth not need Either man's work , or his own gifts ; who ...
Pagina 101
... I stood forlorn , Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more ; That neither present time , nor years unborn Could to my sight that heavenly face restore . WILLIAM WORDS- WORTH . 1770-1850 . THE HOLINESS OF CHILDHOOD ENGLISH SONNETS . ΙΟΙ.
... I stood forlorn , Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more ; That neither present time , nor years unborn Could to my sight that heavenly face restore . WILLIAM WORDS- WORTH . 1770-1850 . THE HOLINESS OF CHILDHOOD ENGLISH SONNETS . ΙΟΙ.
Pagina 196
... present sunsets are as rich in gold As ere the Iliad's music was out - rolled ; The roses of the Spring are ever fair , ' Mong branches green still ring - doves coo and pair , And the deep sea still foams its music old . So , if we are ...
... present sunsets are as rich in gold As ere the Iliad's music was out - rolled ; The roses of the Spring are ever fair , ' Mong branches green still ring - doves coo and pair , And the deep sea still foams its music old . So , if we are ...
Pagina 209
... present order of the Sonnets to be the result , as it were , of hap - hazard , Mr. Simpson , in his Philosophy of Shakespeare's Sonnets , " affirms that if these poems are examined in the light of the common sonnet philosophy of that ...
... present order of the Sonnets to be the result , as it were , of hap - hazard , Mr. Simpson , in his Philosophy of Shakespeare's Sonnets , " affirms that if these poems are examined in the light of the common sonnet philosophy of that ...
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Pagina 31 - 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 29 - 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 48 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Pagina 102 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity . The gentleness of heaven is on the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Pagina 55 - 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 35 - 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.
Pagina 42 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, • That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
Pagina 26 - 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...
Pagina 210 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Pagina 3 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes...