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One month , three days , and half an hour , Judith held the sovereign power :
Wondrous beautiful her face ! But so weak and small her wit , That she to govern
was unfit , And so Susanna took her place . I . LOVE . I ' ll sing of ' heroes and of ...
One month , three days , and half an hour , Judith held the sovereign power :
Wondrous beautiful her face ! But so weak and small her wit , That she to govern
was unfit , And so Susanna took her place . I . LOVE . I ' ll sing of ' heroes and of ...
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Whom good or ill does equally confound , And both the horns of Fate ' s dilemma
wound : Ev ' n Lust , the master of a harden ' d face , Vain shadow ! which does
vanish quite , Blushes , if thou be ' st in the place , Both at full noon and perfect ...
Whom good or ill does equally confound , And both the horns of Fate ' s dilemma
wound : Ev ' n Lust , the master of a harden ' d face , Vain shadow ! which does
vanish quite , Blushes , if thou be ' st in the place , Both at full noon and perfect ...
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... with his whole posterity , must die , Substantially express ' d ; and in his face
Die he , or justice must ; uniess for him Divine compassion visibly appear ' d ,
Some other able , and as willing , pay Love without end , and without measure
grace ...
... with his whole posterity , must die , Substantially express ' d ; and in his face
Die he , or justice must ; uniess for him Divine compassion visibly appear ' d ,
Some other able , and as willing , pay Love without end , and without measure
grace ...
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... my perfection ! glad I see Neither our own , but given : what folly then Thy face ,
and morn return ' d ; for I this night To boast what arms can do ! since thine no
more | ( Such night till this I never pass ' d ) have dream ' d , Than Heaven permits
...
... my perfection ! glad I see Neither our own , but given : what folly then Thy face ,
and morn return ' d ; for I this night To boast what arms can do ! since thine no
more | ( Such night till this I never pass ' d ) have dream ' d , Than Heaven permits
...
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Forth rush ' d with whirlSon , in whose face invisible is beheld wind sound Visibly
, what by Deity I am ; The chariot of ... four faces each Since Michael and his
powers went forth to tame Had wondrous ; as with stars , their bodies all These ...
Forth rush ' d with whirlSon , in whose face invisible is beheld wind sound Visibly
, what by Deity I am ; The chariot of ... four faces each Since Michael and his
powers went forth to tame Had wondrous ; as with stars , their bodies all These ...
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angels appear arms bear beauty behold bound breast breath bright clouds dark death deep delight dread Earth eyes face fair fall fame fate fear field fire flame force give glory grace hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills honor hope kind king land laws leave less light live look Lord lost mind Muse Nature never night o'er once pain pass passion peace plain pleasure pride race rage reason rest rise round sense shade side sight song soon soul sound spirit spread stand stood stream sweet tell thee things thou thought till turn various virtue voice wide winds wings wise wonder woods youth
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Seite 146 - Go, lovely rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee; How small...
Seite 18 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Seite 18 - Gently o'er the accustom'd oak ; Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft the woods among I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that had been led astray Through the heaven's wide pathless way ; And oft, as if her head she bow'd, Stooping through a fleecy cloud.
Seite 17 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Seite 362 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind ; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or milky way ; Yet simple nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud topp'd hill, an humbler heaven...
Seite 238 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 364 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast...
Seite 19 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth show, And every herb that sips the dew : Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Seite 17 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides : — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe ; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain-nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with...
Seite 29 - Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning...
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| Titel | Select Works of the British Poets: In a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to Beattie |
| Autor/in | John Aikin |
| Zusammengestellt von | John Aikin |
| Ausgabe | 10 |
| Verlag | J. Whetham & Son, 1841 |
| Original von | Harvard University |
| Digitalisiert | 12. Okt. 2007 |
| Länge | 807 Seiten |
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