Specimens of the British Poets ...W. Suttaby, 1809 |
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... Cupid and Campaspe 24 Song . - O yes ! O yes ! if any maid ib.- DANIEL . 1562-1619 . Sonnets . - Beauty , sweet love ទី ទី ៩ ទី ៩ 25 N. BRETON . 1555-1624 * . Phillida and Corydon The. I must not grieve , my love Look , Delia ...
... Cupid and Campaspe 24 Song . - O yes ! O yes ! if any maid ib.- DANIEL . 1562-1619 . Sonnets . - Beauty , sweet love ទី ទី ៩ ទី ៩ 25 N. BRETON . 1555-1624 * . Phillida and Corydon The. I must not grieve , my love Look , Delia ...
viii. oldal
... Cupid WILLIAM BROWN . 1590 * -1645 . Song . Shall I tell you whom I love 74 76 1586--1615 . BEAUMONT & FLETCHER . 1576--1625 . Songs . - Hence all your vain delights Weep no more Let those complain 77 ib . 78 WILLIAM DRUMMOND . 1585 ...
... Cupid WILLIAM BROWN . 1590 * -1645 . Song . Shall I tell you whom I love 74 76 1586--1615 . BEAUMONT & FLETCHER . 1576--1625 . Songs . - Hence all your vain delights Weep no more Let those complain 77 ib . 78 WILLIAM DRUMMOND . 1585 ...
16. oldal
... Cupid's fire . Yet all so fair but speak my moan , Syth nought doth say the heart of stone . Why thus my love so kind bespeak Sweet eye , sweet lip , sweet blushing cheek , Yet not a heart to save my pain ? O Venus ! take thy gifts ...
... Cupid's fire . Yet all so fair but speak my moan , Syth nought doth say the heart of stone . Why thus my love so kind bespeak Sweet eye , sweet lip , sweet blushing cheek , Yet not a heart to save my pain ? O Venus ! take thy gifts ...
23. oldal
... 'st call , And yet ' tis thou dost only sever us ? Well could I wish it would be ever day , If , when night comes , you bid me go away . JOHN LILLY . CUPID AND CAMPASPE . CUPID and my ( 3 ) Dear! why should you command.
... 'st call , And yet ' tis thou dost only sever us ? Well could I wish it would be ever day , If , when night comes , you bid me go away . JOHN LILLY . CUPID AND CAMPASPE . CUPID and my ( 3 ) Dear! why should you command.
24. oldal
British poets. JOHN LILLY . CUPID AND CAMPASPE . CUPID and my Campaspe play'd At - cards for kisses ; Cupid paid : He stakes his quiver , bow and arrows , His mother's doves , and team of sparrows ; Loses them too : then down he throws ...
British poets. JOHN LILLY . CUPID AND CAMPASPE . CUPID and my Campaspe play'd At - cards for kisses ; Cupid paid : He stakes his quiver , bow and arrows , His mother's doves , and team of sparrows ; Loses them too : then down he throws ...
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218. oldal - Jubal struck the chorded shell, His listening brethren stood around, And, wondering, on their faces fell, To worship that celestial sound. Less than a God they thought there could not dwell Within the hollow of that shell, That spoke so sweetly and so well.
185. oldal - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold, The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...
40. oldal - There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.
20. oldal - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
42. oldal - Say to the court, it glows, And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church, it shows What's good, and doth no good. If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates they live Acting by others' action; Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by a faction.
212. oldal - TwAS at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son: Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
192. oldal - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail bounteous May that dost inspire Mirth and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish...
217. oldal - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
184. oldal - Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing; And add to these retired Leisure, That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; But first, and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The cherub Contemplation...
225. oldal - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.