Specimens of the Early English Poets: To which is Prefixed, an Historical Sketch of the Rise and Progress of the English Poetry and Language,Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1811 - English poetry |
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... fear his might . A Praise of his Love , wherein he reproveth them that compare their Ladies with his . GIVE place , ye lovers , here before That spent your boasts and brags in vain ! My lady's beauty passeth more The best of yours , I ...
... fear his might . A Praise of his Love , wherein he reproveth them that compare their Ladies with his . GIVE place , ye lovers , here before That spent your boasts and brags in vain ! My lady's beauty passeth more The best of yours , I ...
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... Fear oftentimes restraineth words , But makes not thoughts to cease ; And he speaks best , that hath the skill When for to hold his peace . Our wealth leaves us at death ; Our kinsmen at the grave : But virtues of the mind unto The ...
... Fear oftentimes restraineth words , But makes not thoughts to cease ; And he speaks best , that hath the skill When for to hold his peace . Our wealth leaves us at death ; Our kinsmen at the grave : But virtues of the mind unto The ...
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... have wasted , The broken sleeps , the wo and fears , That long in me have lasted , The love , and all I owe to thee , Here I renounce , and make me free . The fruits were fair the which did grow Within my UNCERTAIN AUTHORS . 101.
... have wasted , The broken sleeps , the wo and fears , That long in me have lasted , The love , and all I owe to thee , Here I renounce , and make me free . The fruits were fair the which did grow Within my UNCERTAIN AUTHORS . 101.
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... , The rich , the poor - who can deny ? - Have yielded all unto his dart . * Seeing no man then can Death escape , Nor hire him hence for any gain , We ought not fear his carrion shape ; He only 150 UNCERTAIN AUTHORS .
... , The rich , the poor - who can deny ? - Have yielded all unto his dart . * Seeing no man then can Death escape , Nor hire him hence for any gain , We ought not fear his carrion shape ; He only 150 UNCERTAIN AUTHORS .
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... fear his carrion shape ; He only brings ill men to pain . If thou have led thy life aright , Death is the end of misery : If thou in God hast thy delight , Thou diest to live eternally . Each wight , therefore , while he lives here ...
... fear his carrion shape ; He only brings ill men to pain . If thou have led thy life aright , Death is the end of misery : If thou in God hast thy delight , Thou diest to live eternally . Each wight , therefore , while he lives here ...
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Astrophel and Stella beauty bird bliss born breast cheer court Cupid dainty dame dear death delight disdain doth E'en earl elegant England's Helicon English eyes fair faith farewell favour fear flowers following specimens Gloss Gorboduc grace green Greensleeves grief Harpalus hath heart heaven Henry VIII honour king kiss lady live look Lord Love's Lover lullaby lute Macedon mind mourning Muse never night nought Oxford pain pity plain pleasant poems poetical poetry poets praise printed pron Queen reign Ritson's scorn shepherd shew sighs sight sing Sir Philip Sidney Sir Thomas Wyatt Sith smile SONG SONNET soul summer queen sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought three ravens translated tree unto verse Vide Warton wight wind Wood words worth marriage wouldest not love youth
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Page 218 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Page 338 - And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Page 343 - 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 crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 349 - Fear no more the frown o' the great; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Page 348 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages. Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 332 - Tell them that brave it most, They beg for more by spending, Who, in their greatest cost, Seek nothing but commending: And if they make reply Then give them all the lie.
Page 219 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Page 241 - At cards for kisses, Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Page 340 - Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Page 349 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets — Come hither, come hither, come hither!