A Treasury of English Sonnets |
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4. oldal
... did retain , Drenched in sloth and womanish delight , Feeble of spirit , impatient
of pain , When he had lost his honour and his right , ( Proud time of wealth , in
storms appalled with dread , ) Murthered himself , to show some manful deed .
... did retain , Drenched in sloth and womanish delight , Feeble of spirit , impatient
of pain , When he had lost his honour and his right , ( Proud time of wealth , in
storms appalled with dread , ) Murthered himself , to show some manful deed .
5. oldal
Such pride is praise , such portliness is honour , That boldened innocence bears
in her eyes ; And her fair countenance , like a goodly banner , Spreads in
defiance of all enemies . Was never in this world ought worthy tried , Without
some ...
Such pride is praise , such portliness is honour , That boldened innocence bears
in her eyes ; And her fair countenance , like a goodly banner , Spreads in
defiance of all enemies . Was never in this world ought worthy tried , Without
some ...
13. oldal
... And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce , Where Homer ' s spright
did tremble all for grief , And cursed the access of that celestial thief . XXVI JOHN
FLOKIO 1553 — 1625 CONCERNING THE HONOUR OF English Sonnets 13.
... And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce , Where Homer ' s spright
did tremble all for grief , And cursed the access of that celestial thief . XXVI JOHN
FLOKIO 1553 — 1625 CONCERNING THE HONOUR OF English Sonnets 13.
14. oldal
XXVI JOHN FLOKIO 1553 — 1625 CONCERNING THE HONOUR OF BOOKS .
SINCE honour from the honourer proceeds , w How well do they deserve , that
memorize And leave in books for all posterities The names of worthies and their ...
XXVI JOHN FLOKIO 1553 — 1625 CONCERNING THE HONOUR OF BOOKS .
SINCE honour from the honourer proceeds , w How well do they deserve , that
memorize And leave in books for all posterities The names of worthies and their ...
21. oldal
... That all your joys in dying figures set , And stain the living substance of your
glory ; Abjure those joys , abhor their memory , And let my Love the honoured
subject be Of love , and honour ' s complete history ; Your eyes were never yet let
in to ...
... That all your joys in dying figures set , And stain the living substance of your
glory ; Abjure those joys , abhor their memory , And let my Love the honoured
subject be Of love , and honour ' s complete history ; Your eyes were never yet let
in to ...
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52. oldal - Love's not Time's Fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
36. oldal - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
34. oldal - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
51. oldal - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
33. oldal - 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...
142. oldal - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
27. oldal - come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free...
46. oldal - They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others , are themselves as stone , Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow ; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces , Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die...
72. oldal - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
289. oldal - O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge men's search To vaster issues.