Seventeenth-century English Poetry, Volume 1Miriam Kosh Starkman Volume 1 includes writings by John Donne, George Herbert, Henry Vaughan, Thomas Traherne, and Richard Crashaw. |
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Page 177
... weep And sing , and weep , soar'd up into the Ring , But most would use no wing . O fools ( said I , ) thus to prefer dark night Before true light , To live in grots , and caves , and hate the day Because it shews the way , The way ...
... weep And sing , and weep , soar'd up into the Ring , But most would use no wing . O fools ( said I , ) thus to prefer dark night Before true light , To live in grots , and caves , and hate the day Because it shews the way , The way ...
Page 191
... weep ; Weep that I have out - liv'd My life , and unreliev'd Must ( soul - lesse shadow ! ) so live on , Though life be dead , and my joys gone . Childe - hood I cannot reach it ; and my striving eye Dazles at it , as at eternity . Were ...
... weep ; Weep that I have out - liv'd My life , and unreliev'd Must ( soul - lesse shadow ! ) so live on , Though life be dead , and my joys gone . Childe - hood I cannot reach it ; and my striving eye Dazles at it , as at eternity . Were ...
Page 269
... weep ( Weeping is the ease of woe ) Softly let them creep , Sad that they are vanquish❜t so . They , though to others no releife , Balsom maybe , for their own greife . XI Such the maiden gemme By the purpling vine put on , 60 50 59 40 ...
... weep ( Weeping is the ease of woe ) Softly let them creep , Sad that they are vanquish❜t so . They , though to others no releife , Balsom maybe , for their own greife . XI Such the maiden gemme By the purpling vine put on , 60 50 59 40 ...
Contents
INTRODUCTION | 3 |
George Herbert cont | 4 |
The goodmorrow | 26 |
Copyright | |
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