Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written on Several OccasionsUniversity Press, 1905 - 466 pagini |
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Pagina 14
... Angels , into Rhyme ; He is so far from elevating of Poesie , that he only abases Divinity . In brief , he who can write a prophane Poem well , may write a Divine one better ; but he who can do that but ill , will do this much worse ...
... Angels , into Rhyme ; He is so far from elevating of Poesie , that he only abases Divinity . In brief , he who can write a prophane Poem well , may write a Divine one better ; but he who can do that but ill , will do this much worse ...
Pagina 25
... Angels in pure beams appear , And thinks on her he left so like them here . And you , fair Widow , who stay here alive , Since he so much rejoyces , cease to grieve . Your joys and griefs were wont the same to be ; Begin not now , blest ...
... Angels in pure beams appear , And thinks on her he left so like them here . And you , fair Widow , who stay here alive , Since he so much rejoyces , cease to grieve . Your joys and griefs were wont the same to be ; Begin not now , blest ...
Pagina 45
... Angels meat ; A certain Death does sit Like an ill Worm i'th ' Core of it . Ye cannot Know and Live , nor Live or Know and Eat . Thus spoke God , yet Man did go Ignorantly on to Know ; Grew so more blind , and she Who tempted him to ...
... Angels meat ; A certain Death does sit Like an ill Worm i'th ' Core of it . Ye cannot Know and Live , nor Live or Know and Eat . Thus spoke God , yet Man did go Ignorantly on to Know ; Grew so more blind , and she Who tempted him to ...
Pagina 48
... Angels sing to thee their ayres divine , And joy in an applause so great as thine . Equal society with them to hold , Thou need'st not make new Songs , but say the Old . And they ( kind Spirits ! ) shall all rejoyce to see How little ...
... Angels sing to thee their ayres divine , And joy in an applause so great as thine . Equal society with them to hold , Thou need'st not make new Songs , but say the Old . And they ( kind Spirits ! ) shall all rejoyce to see How little ...
Pagina 49
... Angels ( they say ) brought the fam'ed Chappel there , And bore the sacred Load in Triumph through the air . ' Tis surer much they brought thee there , and They , And Thou , their charge , went singing all the way . Pardon , my Mother ...
... Angels ( they say ) brought the fam'ed Chappel there , And bore the sacred Load in Triumph through the air . ' Tis surer much they brought thee there , and They , And Thou , their charge , went singing all the way . Pardon , my Mother ...
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Pagina 361 - And Jonathan stripped himself of the robe that was upon him, and gave it to David, and his garments, even to his sword, and to his bow, and to his girdle.
Pagina 216 - And all the host of heaven shall be dissolved, and the heavens shall be rolled together as a scroll: and all their host shall fall down, as the leaf falleth off from the vine, and as a falling fig from the fig tree.
Pagina 217 - I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake ; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood ; and the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind.
Pagina 49 - Elisha-like (but with a wish much less, More fit thy greatness, and my littleness) Lo here I beg (I whom thou once didst prove So humble to esteem, so good to love) Not that thy spirit might on me doubled be, I ask but half thy mighty spirit for me ; And when my muse soars with so strong a wing, 'Twill learn of things divine, and first of thee to sing.
Pagina 41 - If I should tell the politic arts To take and keep men's hearts ; The letters, embassies, and spies, The frowns, and smiles, and flatteries, The quarrels, tears, and perjuries, Numberless, nameless...
Pagina 51 - THE thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks and gapes for drink again; The plants suck in the earth and are With constant drinking fresh and fair...
Pagina 344 - Awake, awake, my Lyre ! And tell thy silent master's humble tale In sounds that may prevail ; Sounds that gentle thoughts inspire : Though so exalted she And I so lowly be Tell her, such different notes make all thy harmony.
Pagina 34 - Ye fields of Cambridge, our dear Cambridge, say, Have ye not seen us walking every day? Was there a tree about which did not know The love betwixt us two? Henceforth, ye gentle trees, for ever fade ; Or your sad branches thicker join, And into darksome shades combine, Dark as the grave wherein my friend is laid...
Pagina 57 - Thou dost drink, and dance, and sing, Happier than the happiest king! All the fields which thou dost see, All the plants belong to thee; All that summer hours produce, Fertile made with early juice. Man for thee does sow and plough; Farmer he, and landlord thou!
Pagina 88 - I descend to the grave May I a small house and large garden have; And a few friends, and many books, both true, Both wise, and both delightful too!