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SIR , Our times are much degenerate from those Which your sweet muse , which
your fair fortune chose , And as complexions alter with the climes , Our wits have
drawn th ' infection of our times . That candid age no other way could tell To be ...
SIR , Our times are much degenerate from those Which your sweet muse , which
your fair fortune chose , And as complexions alter with the climes , Our wits have
drawn th ' infection of our times . That candid age no other way could tell To be ...
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Tell me , Alexis , what this parting is , That so like dying is , but is not it ? ALEXIS .
It is a swooning for awhile from bliss , Till kind ho do you calls us from the fit .
CHORUS . If then the spirits only stray , let mine Fly to thy bosom , and my soul to
...
Tell me , Alexis , what this parting is , That so like dying is , but is not it ? ALEXIS .
It is a swooning for awhile from bliss , Till kind ho do you calls us from the fit .
CHORUS . If then the spirits only stray , let mine Fly to thy bosom , and my soul to
...
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... Continue yet some orient wet , Till turn'd into a gem , y ' are plac'd Like
diamonds with rubies set . Ye drops that dew th ' Arabian bowers , Tell me did
you e'er smell or view , On any leaf of all your flowers , So sweet a scent , so rich
a hue ?
... Continue yet some orient wet , Till turn'd into a gem , y ' are plac'd Like
diamonds with rubies set . Ye drops that dew th ' Arabian bowers , Tell me did
you e'er smell or view , On any leaf of all your flowers , So sweet a scent , so rich
a hue ?
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... give a satisfaction for that crime : Since she alone knows the gifts ' value , she
Can only to herself requital be , And worthily to th ' life paint her own story In its
true colours and full native glory ; Which when perhaps she shall be heard to tell
...
... give a satisfaction for that crime : Since she alone knows the gifts ' value , she
Can only to herself requital be , And worthily to th ' life paint her own story In its
true colours and full native glory ; Which when perhaps she shall be heard to tell
...
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... nought but sweets discloses ; Then in our loyal chamber , Refresh us with
love's amber . Now tell me , thou fair cripple , That dumb canst scarcely see Th '
almightiness of tipple , And th ' odds ' twixt thee and thee : What of Elisium's
missing ?
... nought but sweets discloses ; Then in our loyal chamber , Refresh us with
love's amber . Now tell me , thou fair cripple , That dumb canst scarcely see Th '
almightiness of tipple , And th ' odds ' twixt thee and thee : What of Elisium's
missing ?
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Page 61 - When Love with unconfine'd wings Hovers within my Gates ; And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates : When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The Birds, that wanton in the Air, Know no such Liberty.
Page 62 - Our hearts with loyal flames ; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free, Fishes that tipple in the deep Know no such liberty.
Page 2 - TELL me not, sweet, I am unkind, — That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field ; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Page 1 - TO LUCASTA GOING BEYOND THE SEAS IF to be absent were to be Away from thee ; Or that when I am gone, You or I were alone ; Then, my Lucasta, might I crave Pity from blust'ring wind or swallowing wave.
Page 22 - Thou best of men and friends! We will create A genuine summer in each other's breast; And spite of this cold time and frozen fate Thaw us a warm seat to our rest.
Page 2 - I'll not sigh one blast or gale To swell my sail, Or pay a tear to 'suage The foaming blow-god's rage; For whether he will let me pass Or no, I'm still as happy as I was. Though seas and land betwixt us both, Our faith and troth, Like separated souls, All time and space controls; \/ Above the highest sphere we meet, Unseen, unknown, and greet as angels greet. So then we do anticipate Our after-fate, And are alive i...
Page 62 - With shriller throat shall sing The sweetness, mercy, majesty, And glories of my King; When I shall voice aloud how good He is, how great should be, Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Page 9 - The floor lay paved with broken hearts. So did she move; so did she sing Like the harmonious spheres that bring Unto their rounds their music's aid; Which she performed such a way As all th' enamoured world will say, The Graces danced, and Apollo played.
Page xx - infection of our times. That candid Age no other way could tell / To be ingenious, but by speaking well. Who best could prayse, had then the greatest prayse, Twas more...
Page 22 - The joys of earth and air are thine entire, That with thy feet and wings dost hop and fly; And when thy poppy works thou dost retire To thy carv'd acorn-bed to lie.