The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 5 |
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Yet more there be who doubt his ways not just , 300 As to his own edicts found contradi & ting , Then give the reins to wandering thought , Regardless of his glory's diminution ; Till by their own perplexities involv'd They ravel more ...
Yet more there be who doubt his ways not just , 300 As to his own edicts found contradi & ting , Then give the reins to wandering thought , Regardless of his glory's diminution ; Till by their own perplexities involv'd They ravel more ...
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820 That malice not repentance brought thee hither , By this appears : I gave , thou say'st , th ' example , I led the way ; bitter reproach , but true ; I to myself was false ere thou to me ; Such pardon therefore as I give my folly ...
820 That malice not repentance brought thee hither , By this appears : I gave , thou say'st , th ' example , I led the way ; bitter reproach , but true ; I to myself was false ere thou to me ; Such pardon therefore as I give my folly ...
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II15 Therefore without feign'd shifts let be assign'd Some narrow place inclos'd , where light may give thee , Or rather flight , no great advantage on me ; Then put on all thy gorgeous arms , thy helmet And brigandine of brass ...
II15 Therefore without feign'd shifts let be assign'd Some narrow place inclos'd , where light may give thee , Or rather flight , no great advantage on me ; Then put on all thy gorgeous arms , thy helmet And brigandine of brass ...
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Cam'st thou for this , vain boaster , to survey me , To défcant on my strength , and give thy verdict ? Come nearer , part not hence so night inform'd ; But take good heed my hand survey not thee . 1230 HAR .
Cam'st thou for this , vain boaster , to survey me , To défcant on my strength , and give thy verdict ? Come nearer , part not hence so night inform'd ; But take good heed my hand survey not thee . 1230 HAR .
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But come what will , my deadliest foe will prove My speediest friend , by death to rid me hence , The worst that he can give , to me the best . Yet so it may fall out , because their end Is hate , not help to me , it may with mine Draw ...
But come what will , my deadliest foe will prove My speediest friend , by death to rid me hence , The worst that he can give , to me the best . Yet so it may fall out , because their end Is hate , not help to me , it may with mine Draw ...
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Page 95 - 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.
Page 153 - What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw ; The hungry sheep look up and are not fed, But swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly and foul contagion spread; Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said. But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once and smite no more.
Page 95 - And ever against eating cares Lap me in soft Lydian airs Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Page 87 - 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 152 - 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 153 - That to the faithful herdman's art belongs! What recks it them? What need they? They are sped; And when they list, their lean and flashy songs Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw; The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed...
Page 96 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams, The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Page 151 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days : But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life. But not the praise...
Page 99 - 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 74 - Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.