Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written on Several OccasionsUniversity Press, 1905 - 466 pagini |
Din interiorul cărții
Rezultatele 1 - 5 din 85
Pagina 4
... never so rich but these , to say the truth , were so beggarly , that I my self was ashamed to wear them . It was in vain for me , that I avoided censure by the concealment of my own writings , if my reputation could be thus Executed in ...
... never so rich but these , to say the truth , were so beggarly , that I my self was ashamed to wear them . It was in vain for me , that I avoided censure by the concealment of my own writings , if my reputation could be thus Executed in ...
Pagina 6
... never to exercise any more that faculty . It is , I confess , but seldom seen that the Poet dyes before the Man ; for when we once fall in love with that bewitching Art , we do not use to court it as a Mistress , but marry it as a Wife ...
... never to exercise any more that faculty . It is , I confess , but seldom seen that the Poet dyes before the Man ; for when we once fall in love with that bewitching Art , we do not use to court it as a Mistress , but marry it as a Wife ...
Pagina 11
... never to come to the full end of their Story ; but onely so near , that every one may see it ; as men commonly play not out the game , when it is evident that they can win it , but lay down their Cards , and take up what they have won ...
... never to come to the full end of their Story ; but onely so near , that every one may see it ; as men commonly play not out the game , when it is evident that they can win it , but lay down their Cards , and take up what they have won ...
Pagina 12
... out of the Tyrants hands , and to restore it to the Kingdom of God , who is the Father of it . It is time to Baptize it in Jordan , for it will never become clean by bathing in the Water of Damascus . There 12 ABRAHAM COWLEY.
... out of the Tyrants hands , and to restore it to the Kingdom of God , who is the Father of it . It is time to Baptize it in Jordan , for it will never become clean by bathing in the Water of Damascus . There 12 ABRAHAM COWLEY.
Pagina 13
... never so wholesome Nourishment to be had ( but alas , it breeds nothing but Diseases ) out of these boasted Feasts of Love and Fables ; yet , methinks , the unalter- able continuance of the Diet should make us Nauseate it : For it is ...
... never so wholesome Nourishment to be had ( but alas , it breeds nothing but Diseases ) out of these boasted Feasts of Love and Fables ; yet , methinks , the unalter- able continuance of the Diet should make us Nauseate it : For it is ...
Alte ediții - Afișează-le pe toate
Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written ... Abraham Cowley Vizualizare completă - 1905 |
Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis ..., Volumul 1 Abraham Cowley Vizualizare completă - 1905 |
Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written ... Abraham Cowley Vizualizare completă - 1905 |
Termeni și expresii frecvente
Æneid Ahimelech ancient Angels Baal Beasts beauteous Beauty blest blood Body bold brest bright called Chro Chromius Crown curse David Death Divine e're Earth Edom Egyptian ev'en Eyes fair Fame fantastick Fate fear feast Fire Flame Friends gentle Gods Goliah hand happy hast Heart Heav'en Heaven Hebrew Henry Herringman Honour Israel Josephus Jupiter kind King Land less Light live Love methinks Michol mighty misprints Moab Muse Musick Naioth Nature ne're Night noble o're Osyris Ovid Pindar Plin Poets pride Prince Prophets proud rage rich sacred Saul says seem'd Septuagint shine sight slain Soul Spirit Stars Statius strong swift Sword Temple Thee thine things thou dost thought Thunder Tree trembling Twas Verse Virg Virgil Whilst wise wonder word wretched Youth δὲ ἐν καὶ τε
Pasaje populare
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!