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59 On Lucy , countess of Bedford 59 To Celia 59 Song of Night 60 Epitaph on
Elizabeth L. H. 60 SIR HENRY WOTTON 61 WILLIAM DRUMMOND . Sonnets 62
-64 CATHARINE PHILLIPS . The Inquiry 64 JAMES SHIRLEY . Death 66
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59 On Lucy , countess of Bedford 59 To Celia 59 Song of Night 60 Epitaph on
Elizabeth L. H. 60 SIR HENRY WOTTON 61 WILLIAM DRUMMOND . Sonnets 62
-64 CATHARINE PHILLIPS . The Inquiry 64 JAMES SHIRLEY . Death 66
WILLIAM ...
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Song 171 HENRY VAUGHAN . Early Rising and Prayer The Timber . 173 The
Rainbow 174 The Wreath . 174 JOHN DRYDEN . Alexander's Feast 175
Character of Shaftesbury 179 Character of Zimri 180 Description of Lycurgus king
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Song 171 HENRY VAUGHAN . Early Rising and Prayer The Timber . 173 The
Rainbow 174 The Wreath . 174 JOHN DRYDEN . Alexander's Feast 175
Character of Shaftesbury 179 Character of Zimri 180 Description of Lycurgus king
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William and Margaret WILLIAM SHENSTONE . Ode to Memory CHARLES
WESLEY . Hymn of Praise . Communion with God THOMAS CHATTERTON .
Mynstrelle's Song TOBIAS SMOLLETT . Ode to Independence JOHN
CUNNINGHAM .
William and Margaret WILLIAM SHENSTONE . Ode to Memory CHARLES
WESLEY . Hymn of Praise . Communion with God THOMAS CHATTERTON .
Mynstrelle's Song TOBIAS SMOLLETT . Ode to Independence JOHN
CUNNINGHAM .
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59 On Lucy , countess of Bedford 59 To Celia 59 Song of Night 60 Epitaph on
Elizabeth L. H. 60 SIR HENRY WOTTON 61 WILLIAM DRUMMOND . Sonnets 62
-64 CATHARINE PHILLIPS . The Inquiry 64 JAMES SHIRLEY . Death 66
WILLIAM ...
59 On Lucy , countess of Bedford 59 To Celia 59 Song of Night 60 Epitaph on
Elizabeth L. H. 60 SIR HENRY WOTTON 61 WILLIAM DRUMMOND . Sonnets 62
-64 CATHARINE PHILLIPS . The Inquiry 64 JAMES SHIRLEY . Death 66
WILLIAM ...
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164 SAMUEL BUTLER . .Hudibras · 166 EDMUND WALLER . Song : 171
HENRY VAUGHAN . Early Rising and Prayer 172 The Timber The Rainbow . 174
The Wreath 174 JOHN DRYDEN . Alexander's Feast 175 Character of
Shaftesbury .
164 SAMUEL BUTLER . .Hudibras · 166 EDMUND WALLER . Song : 171
HENRY VAUGHAN . Early Rising and Prayer 172 The Timber The Rainbow . 174
The Wreath 174 JOHN DRYDEN . Alexander's Feast 175 Character of
Shaftesbury .
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Seite 43 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Seite 216 - 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 noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 352 - Molest her ancient solitary reign. Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Seite 96 - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet Societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Seite 174 - A man so various, that he seem'd to be Not one, but all Mankind's Epitome. Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong; Was everything by starts, and nothing long: But in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking; Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Seite 63 - We have short time to stay as you, We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay, As you, or anything. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Seite 143 - Or of the eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate. Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Seite 236 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Seite 91 - Or the unseen Genius of the wood. But let my due feet never fail To walk the studious cloister's pale, And love the high embowed roof, With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow, To the full-voiced quire below, In service high and anthems clear, As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Seite 89 - Pelops' line, Or the tale of Troy divine, Or what (though rare) of later age Ennobled hath the buskined stage. But, O sad virgin, that thy power Might raise Musaeus from his bower! Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what love did seek...