Chaucer to BurnsH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1913 |
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... smiles she drives away . But fayrest she , when so she doth display The gate with pearles and rubyes richly dight , Throgh which her words so wise do make their way To beare the message of her gentle spright . The rest be works of ...
... smiles she drives away . But fayrest she , when so she doth display The gate with pearles and rubyes richly dight , Throgh which her words so wise do make their way To beare the message of her gentle spright . The rest be works of ...
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... smiles , And One born in a manger Commands the beauteous files . He is thy gracious Friend , And - O my soul awake ! — Did in pure love descend , To die here for thy sake . If thou canst get but thither , There grows the 108 FIVE ...
... smiles , And One born in a manger Commands the beauteous files . He is thy gracious Friend , And - O my soul awake ! — Did in pure love descend , To die here for thy sake . If thou canst get but thither , There grows the 108 FIVE ...
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... smile ; There's the land , or cherry - isle , Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.14 Or the ... smiles to - day To - morrow will be dying.17 By nature Herrick was an Aeolian Harp . I am tempted , on reading his ...
... smile ; There's the land , or cherry - isle , Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.14 Or the ... smiles to - day To - morrow will be dying.17 By nature Herrick was an Aeolian Harp . I am tempted , on reading his ...
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William Stebbing. shrouds his rays in clouds of his own tears , until she smiles again , and he with her.5 There could not be a prettier picture in words than of two young children ; the boy : Like Love in arms ; he wrote but five , Yet ...
William Stebbing. shrouds his rays in clouds of his own tears , until she smiles again , and he with her.5 There could not be a prettier picture in words than of two young children ; the boy : Like Love in arms ; he wrote but five , Yet ...
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... smiles to melancholy : Ah me ! the blooming pride of May , And that of Beauty are but one ; At morn both flourish bright and gay ; Both fade at evening , pale and gone . At dawn poor Stella danc'd and sung ; The amorous youth around her ...
... smiles to melancholy : Ah me ! the blooming pride of May , And that of Beauty are but one ; At morn both flourish bright and gay ; Both fade at evening , pale and gone . At dawn poor Stella danc'd and sung ; The amorous youth around her ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 77 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...
Seite 50 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Seite 161 - 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 a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Seite 234 - Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Seite 115 - Far from all resort of mirth, Save the cricket on the hearth, Or the bellman's drowsy charm To bless the doors from nightly harm. Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower...
Seite 178 - To ALTHEA FROM PRISON WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates ; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Seite 200 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet. And throws the melons at our feet; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice...
Seite 110 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest, may know At first sight if the bird be flown; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown. And yet, as angels in some brighter dreams Call to the soul, when man doth sleep, So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes, And into glory peep.
Seite 51 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Seite 299 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs, — and God has given my share, — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.