Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written on Several Occasions, Volumul 1University Press, 1905 - 466 pagini |
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Pagina 5
... look it over , and changed it very much , striking out some whole parts , as that of the Poet and the Souldier ; but I have lost the Copy , and dare not think it deserves the pains to writ it again , which makes me omit it in this ...
... look it over , and changed it very much , striking out some whole parts , as that of the Poet and the Souldier ; but I have lost the Copy , and dare not think it deserves the pains to writ it again , which makes me omit it in this ...
Pagina 6
... look upon me as a Dead , or at least a Dying Person , and upon my Muse in this action , as appearing , like the Emperor Charls the Fifth , and assisting at her own Funeral . For to make my self absolutely dead in a Poetical capacity ...
... look upon me as a Dead , or at least a Dying Person , and upon my Muse in this action , as appearing , like the Emperor Charls the Fifth , and assisting at her own Funeral . For to make my self absolutely dead in a Poetical capacity ...
Pagina 14
... look more deformedly , if ill drest in it . I am far from assuming to my self to have fulfilled the duty of this weighty undertaking ; But sure I am , that there is nothing yet in our Language ( nor perhaps in any ) that is in any ...
... look more deformedly , if ill drest in it . I am far from assuming to my self to have fulfilled the duty of this weighty undertaking ; But sure I am , that there is nothing yet in our Language ( nor perhaps in any ) that is in any ...
Pagina 15
... look ; Out of my self it must be strook . Yet I must on ; what sound is't strikes mine ear ? Sure I Fames Trumpet hear . It sounds like the last Trumpet ; for it can Raise up the bur'ied Man . Unpast Alpes stop me , but I'll cut through ...
... look ; Out of my self it must be strook . Yet I must on ; what sound is't strikes mine ear ? Sure I Fames Trumpet hear . It sounds like the last Trumpet ; for it can Raise up the bur'ied Man . Unpast Alpes stop me , but I'll cut through ...
Pagina 53
... Look how thy hairs are falling all ; Poor Anacreon how they fall ? Whether I grow old or no , By th'effects I do not know . This I know without being told , ' Tis Time to Live if I grow Old , ' Tis time short pleasures now to take , Of ...
... Look how thy hairs are falling all ; Poor Anacreon how they fall ? Whether I grow old or no , By th'effects I do not know . This I know without being told , ' Tis Time to Live if I grow Old , ' Tis time short pleasures now to take , Of ...
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Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written ... Abraham Cowley Vizualizare completă - 1905 |
Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written ... Abraham Cowley Vizualizare completă - 1905 |
Poems: Miscellanies, The Mistress, Pindarique Odes, Davideis, Verses Written ... Abraham Cowley Vizualizare completă - 1905 |
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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 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 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 57 - Tis filled wherever thou dost tread, Nature self's thy Ganymede. 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 plow Farmer he, and landlord thou!
Pagina 278 - And Michal took an image, and laid it in the bed, and put a pillow of goats' hair for his bolster, and covered it with a cloth.
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 395 - And Saul answered and said, Am not I a Benjamite, of the smallest of the tribes of Israel? and my family the least of all the families of the tribe of Benjamin? wherefore then speakest thou so to me?
Pagina 57 - Tis filled wherever thou dost tread, Nature's self's thy Ganymede. 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...
Pagina 278 - And it came to pass in an eveningtide, that David arose from off his bed, and walked upon the roof of the king's house : and from the roof he saw a woman washing herself; and the woman was very beautiful to look upon.
Pagina 310 - By myself have I sworn, saith the LORD, for because thou hast done this thing, and hast not withheld thy son, thine only son: that in blessing I will bless thee, and in multiplying I will multiply thy seed as the stars of the heaven, and as the sand which is upon the sea shore ; and thy seed shall possess the gate of his enemies ; and in thy seed shall all the nations of the earth be blessed ; because thou hast obeyed my voice.