Golden apples of Hesperus, poems not in the collections [ed. by W.J. Linton].1882 |
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... STAY , PHOEBUS ! 78 SIR JOHN SUCKLING [ 1608 , 9 — 1642 ] LOVING AMISS . • RICHARD LOVELACE [ 1618. 1658 ] THE GRASSHOPPER . JOSEPH RUTTER [ 160. I SONG OF VENUS MARRIAGE HYMN • · 79 81 83 84 CONTENTS ANDREW MARVELL [ 1621 — 1678 ] ON ...
... STAY , PHOEBUS ! 78 SIR JOHN SUCKLING [ 1608 , 9 — 1642 ] LOVING AMISS . • RICHARD LOVELACE [ 1618. 1658 ] THE GRASSHOPPER . JOSEPH RUTTER [ 160. I SONG OF VENUS MARRIAGE HYMN • · 79 81 83 84 CONTENTS ANDREW MARVELL [ 1621 — 1678 ] ON ...
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... stay ) , That , not I , but since I love you , Time and place for me may move you . Never season was more fit ; Never room more apt for it ; Smiling air allows my reason ; These birds sing- " Now use the season ! " This small wind ...
... stay ) , That , not I , but since I love you , Time and place for me may move you . Never season was more fit ; Never room more apt for it ; Smiling air allows my reason ; These birds sing- " Now use the season ! " This small wind ...
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... ! let be ! " Niggard Time threats , if we miss This large offer of our bliss , Long stay ere he grant the same : Sweet ! then , while each thing doth frame , Take me to thee , and thee to me ! - 15 " No , no , no , no , my.
... ! let be ! " Niggard Time threats , if we miss This large offer of our bliss , Long stay ere he grant the same : Sweet ! then , while each thing doth frame , Take me to thee , and thee to me ! - 15 " No , no , no , no , my.
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... stay'd within my panting breast ; But they do swell and struggle forth of me Till that in words thy figure be express'd : And yet , as soon as they so formed be , According to my lord Love's own behest , With sad eyes I their weak ...
... stay'd within my panting breast ; But they do swell and struggle forth of me Till that in words thy figure be express'd : And yet , as soon as they so formed be , According to my lord Love's own behest , With sad eyes I their weak ...
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... pen ! for my sake stay ! I give you here my hand for truth of this : Wise silence is best music unto bliss . SIR EDWARD DYER THE FRIEND'S REMONSTRANCE PROMETHEUS , when first 13 SIDNEY O JOY TOO HIGH MY MUSE MAY WELL GRUDGE.
... pen ! for my sake stay ! I give you here my hand for truth of this : Wise silence is best music unto bliss . SIR EDWARD DYER THE FRIEND'S REMONSTRANCE PROMETHEUS , when first 13 SIDNEY O JOY TOO HIGH MY MUSE MAY WELL GRUDGE.
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AMETAS art thou auld beauty bel ami beneath bless'd bliss breast breath bright brow call'd CARMELA cheek CHORUS CLORINDA clouds count our slaves DAMON dark Dear death DORON doth dreams earth EBENEZER JONES ENONE face fair fairest fear fire flowers frae glory golden grace green hair HAMADRYAD hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Hesperus Jean JOHN HAMILTON REYNOLDS Kings of Gold kiss lady Janet LANDOR light lips live love anew love true Love's merry mind moon mountain N'oserez-vous ne'er never night Nymph o'er pain pity Poems priè Proserpina RHAICOS RICHARD HENGIST HORNE rose shepherds shine sigh sing sleep smile soft SONG soul stay Stella sweet tears thee thine eyes thing THOMAS LOVE PEACOCK thou art Thou lovest amiss thou wished star thoughts tongue tree Venus weep WILLIAM BELL SCOTT wind wing woes WORLD IS BURNING
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Page 85 - The Picture of Little TC in a Prospect of Flowers SEE with what simplicity This nymph begins her golden days! In the green grass she loves to lie, And there with her fair aspect tames The wilder flowers, and gives them names: But only with the roses plays; And them does tell What colour best becomes them, and what smell. Who can foretell for what high cause This darling of the gods was born!
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Page 115 - Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be sung Even into thine own soft-conched ear: Surely I dreamt today, or did I see The winged Psyche with awaken'd eyes?
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