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... yet I would , But leave , because I cannot as I should . VOL . III . BEN . JONSON . LONDON : PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY G. CAWTHORN , BRITISH LIBRARY , STRAND . 723 B428 V.25-26 POETICAL WORKS OF DR . JOHN DONNE 1800 . THE.
... yet I would , But leave , because I cannot as I should . VOL . III . BEN . JONSON . LONDON : PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY G. CAWTHORN , BRITISH LIBRARY , STRAND . 723 B428 V.25-26 POETICAL WORKS OF DR . JOHN DONNE 1800 . THE.
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... 'd But when they kiss one bank , and leaving this Never look back , but the next bank do kiss , Then are they purest . Change is the nursery Of music , joy , life , and eternity . 39 36 VI ELEGY IV . THE PERFUME . ? ONCE , and ELEGIES .
... 'd But when they kiss one bank , and leaving this Never look back , but the next bank do kiss , Then are they purest . Change is the nursery Of music , joy , life , and eternity . 39 36 VI ELEGY IV . THE PERFUME . ? ONCE , and ELEGIES .
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... leave him then , being made a ready horse ? ... A ELEGY VIII . THE COMPARISON . As the sweet sweat of roses in a still , As that which from chaf'd musk - cats ' pores doth trill , As the almighty balm of th ' early East , Such are the ...
... leave him then , being made a ready horse ? ... A ELEGY VIII . THE COMPARISON . As the sweet sweat of roses in a still , As that which from chaf'd musk - cats ' pores doth trill , As the almighty balm of th ' early East , Such are the ...
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... Leave her , and I will leave comparing thus ; She and comparisons are odious . ELEGY IX . THE AUTUMNAL . No spring nor summer's beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one Autumnal face . Young beauties force cur loves , and that's a ...
... Leave her , and I will leave comparing thus ; She and comparisons are odious . ELEGY IX . THE AUTUMNAL . No spring nor summer's beauty hath such grace As I have seen in one Autumnal face . Young beauties force cur loves , and that's a ...
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... leaves himself no room to enter in.list as 970A But if , when all his art and time is spent , je koša He say ' twill ne'er be found , yet be content ! # B ** Receive from him the doom ungrudgingly , Hasræk ! Because he is the mouth of ...
... leaves himself no room to enter in.list as 970A But if , when all his art and time is spent , je koša He say ' twill ne'er be found , yet be content ! # B ** Receive from him the doom ungrudgingly , Hasræk ! Because he is the mouth of ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
altho ancient Androgeus arms Atride bear beasts beauty blood body Calchas Carthage cold ashes Cooper's Hill COUNTESS OF BEDFORD court dark dead death delight Dido Donne dost doth dwell Dymas earth ELEGY ev'n ev'ry Exeter Exchange eyes fair faith fall fame fate father fear fire flame foes force friends gave give gods gold grave grief grow hand happy hast hath heart heav'n honour hope Hugh Peters Hypanis immortal Iphitus Jove's kings leave less light live lost lov'd man's mind Muse Nature never numbers plac'd pleasure poets pow'r praise Priam prince Pyrrhus rage reason rhyme Rome Samnites seem'd sense shalt Sir John Denham soul stood Tarentum tears thee thence thine things thou art thoughts thro thyself triumph Trojan Troy truth Twas twixt unto verse virtue Whilst wise words wound youth
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ix. oldal - No crime so bold but would be understood A real, or at least, a seeming good. Who fears not to do ill, yet fears the name, And, free from conscience, is a slave to fame. Thus he the church at once protects and spoils ; But princes' swords are sharper than their styles : And thus to th' ages past he makes amends, Their charity destroys, their faith defends.
xi. oldal - Brings home to us, and makes both Indies ours; Finds wealth where 'tis, bestows it where it wants, Cities in deserts, woods in cities plants; So that to us no thing, no place is strange, While his fair bosom is the world's exchange.
x. oldal - Can knowledge have no bound, but must advance So far, to make us wish for ignorance, And rather in the dark to grope our way Than, led by a false guide, to err by day...
191. oldal - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
xiii. oldal - But his proud head the airy mountain hides among the clouds ; his shoulders and his sides a shady mantle clothes ; his curled brows frown on the gentle stream, which calmly flows, while winds and storms his lofty forehead beat; the common fate of all that's high or great.
x. oldal - My eye, descending from the Hill, surveys Where Thames among the wanton valleys strays. Thames ! the most loved of all the Ocean's sons, By his old sire, to his embraces runs, Hasting to pay his tribute to the sea, Like mortal life to meet eternity ; Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber, and their gravel gold * : His genuine and less guilty...
v. oldal - Sure there are poets which did never dream upon Parnassus, nor did taste the stream • of Helicon ; we therefore may suppose those made not poets, but the poets those...
191. oldal - is the work that confers upon him the rank and dignity of an original author. He seems to have been, at least among us, the author of a species of composition that may be denominated local poetry, of which the fundamental subject is some particular landscape, to b« poetically described with the addition of such embellishments as may be supplied by historical retrospection or incidental meditation.
191. oldal - The lines are in themselves not perfect ; for most of the words, thus artfully opposed, are to be understood simply on one side of the comparison, and metaphorically on the other ; and if there be any language which does not express intellectual operations, by material images, into that language they cannot be translated.
xv. oldal - But whither am I stray'd ? I need not raise Trophies to thee from other men's dispraise : Nor is thy fame on lesser ruins built, Nor needs thy juster title the foul guilt Of Eastern kings, who, to secure their reign, Must have their brothers, sons, and kindred slain.