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Since light so necessary is to life , And almost life itself , if it be true That light is in the soul , She all in every part ; why was the fight To such a tender ball as th ' eye confin'd , So obvious and so easy to be quench'd ?
Since light so necessary is to life , And almost life itself , if it be true That light is in the soul , She all in every part ; why was the fight To such a tender ball as th ' eye confin'd , So obvious and so easy to be quench'd ?
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155 The dungeon of thyself ; thy soul ( Which men enjoying sight oft without cause complain ) Imprison'd now indeed , In real darkness of the body dwells , Shut up from outward light 160 T'incorporate with gloomy night ; For inward ...
155 The dungeon of thyself ; thy soul ( Which men enjoying sight oft without cause complain ) Imprison'd now indeed , In real darkness of the body dwells , Shut up from outward light 160 T'incorporate with gloomy night ; For inward ...
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... propense enough before 455 To waver , or fall off and join with idols ; Which is my chief affliction , shame , and sorrow , The anguish of my soul , that suffers not Mine eye to harbour sleep , or thoughts to rest .
... propense enough before 455 To waver , or fall off and join with idols ; Which is my chief affliction , shame , and sorrow , The anguish of my soul , that suffers not Mine eye to harbour sleep , or thoughts to rest .
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I know not thy palate how it relishes such dainties , nor how harmonious thy soul is ; perhaps more trivial airs may please thee better . But howsoever thy opinion is spent upon these , that encouragement I have already received from ...
I know not thy palate how it relishes such dainties , nor how harmonious thy soul is ; perhaps more trivial airs may please thee better . But howsoever thy opinion is spent upon these , that encouragement I have already received from ...
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Down he descended from his snow - soft chair , But all unwares with his cold kind embrace Unhous'd thy virgin soul from her fair biding - place . IV . Yet art thou not inglorious in thy fate ; For fo Apollo , with unweeting hand ...
Down he descended from his snow - soft chair , But all unwares with his cold kind embrace Unhous'd thy virgin soul from her fair biding - place . IV . Yet art thou not inglorious in thy fate ; For fo Apollo , with unweeting hand ...
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Page 109 - 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.
Page 65 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame, nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Page 10 - Let there be lig;ht, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon. When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Page 160 - For we were nursed upon the self-same hill, Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill. Together both, ere the high lawns appeared Under the opening eyelids of the morn, We drove afield, and both together heard What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn...
Page 164 - Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.
Page 162 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Page 97 - 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 thee long.
Page 180 - When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ; in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks.
Page 165 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. 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.
Page 105 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.