Specimens of the early English poets [ed. by G. Ellis.]. To which is prefixed an historical sketch of the rise and progress of the English poetry and language. By G. Ellis, Volume 31801 |
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... all discontents rejecting , In silent peace his way to heaven prepares ! Deeming his life a scene , the world a stage Whereon man acts his weary pilgrimage . Hymen's Eclogue between Admetus and Menalchas . [ From " [ 117 ]
... all discontents rejecting , In silent peace his way to heaven prepares ! Deeming his life a scene , the world a stage Whereon man acts his weary pilgrimage . Hymen's Eclogue between Admetus and Menalchas . [ From " [ 117 ]
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... heaven ? Speak freely , man ! and it is ten to seven " But by due penance I will make all even . " Confession is the way , when man is driven " Into despair , that guides him into heaven . " " I have been drunk last day , and this day ...
... heaven ? Speak freely , man ! and it is ten to seven " But by due penance I will make all even . " Confession is the way , when man is driven " Into despair , that guides him into heaven . " " I have been drunk last day , and this day ...
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... heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair . Ask me no more , whither doth haste The nightingale , when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters , and keeps warm her note . Ask me no more where those stars ...
... heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair . Ask me no more , whither doth haste The nightingale , when May is past ; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters , and keeps warm her note . Ask me no more where those stars ...
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... wish Whose desire Aims no higher Than the baits of Midas ' dish ! What is gold but yellow dirt ? Which th ' unkind Heavens refin'd When they made us love our hurt . Would to heaven that I might steep My faint eyes [ 150 ]
... wish Whose desire Aims no higher Than the baits of Midas ' dish ! What is gold but yellow dirt ? Which th ' unkind Heavens refin'd When they made us love our hurt . Would to heaven that I might steep My faint eyes [ 150 ]
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English poets George Ellis. Would to heaven that I might steep My faint eyes In the wise , In the gentle dew of sleep ! Whose effects do pose us so , That we deem It does seem Both death's brother and his foe . This does always with us ...
English poets George Ellis. Would to heaven that I might steep My faint eyes In the wise , In the gentle dew of sleep ! Whose effects do pose us so , That we deem It does seem Both death's brother and his foe . This does always with us ...
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Admet Anon Beaumont and Fletcher beauty beauty's birds blush born breast breath Carew CASTARA Celia Charles II chaste cheek Chloris court Cupid dear death delight died disdain dost doth earth Edgar Atheling English eyes face fair fancy fate fear flame flowers folly FRANCIS BEAUMONT grace Greensleeves grief happy hath hear heart heaven hope Isaac Walton John Hall joys Julius Cæsar king kiss Laius language lips live lord lov'd love's lover maid MATTHEW STEVENSON melancholy miscellany mistress morn muse ne'er never night nymph o'er Oxford pain is love passion Phillis Picts pleasure poems poet poetry pride printed Prithee reign rose Saxon scorn Shakspeare shew sigh sing smile SONG SONNET sorrow soul specimen spring stanzas swain sweet taste tears tell thee thine thing thou art thought wanton Whilst wind wings wouldest not love youth