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... bright beams doth not the blinded guest Shoot out his dart to base affections wound ; But angels come to lead frail minds to rest In chaste desires , on heavenly beauty bound . You frame my thoughts , and fashion me within ; You stop my ...
... bright beams doth not the blinded guest Shoot out his dart to base affections wound ; But angels come to lead frail minds to rest In chaste desires , on heavenly beauty bound . You frame my thoughts , and fashion me within ; You stop my ...
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... bright ray Me to direct , with clouds is overcast , Do wander now in darkness and dismay , Through hidden perils round about me placed ; Yet hope I well that , when this storm is past , My Helice , the lodestar of my life , Will shine ...
... bright ray Me to direct , with clouds is overcast , Do wander now in darkness and dismay , Through hidden perils round about me placed ; Yet hope I well that , when this storm is past , My Helice , the lodestar of my life , Will shine ...
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... child , though not so bright As those gold candles fixed in heaven's air : Let them say more that like of hearsay well , I will not praise that purpose not to sell . LVI ( 22 ) MY glass shall not persuade me 28 A Treasury of.
... child , though not so bright As those gold candles fixed in heaven's air : Let them say more that like of hearsay well , I will not praise that purpose not to sell . LVI ( 22 ) MY glass shall not persuade me 28 A Treasury of.
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... bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmeared with sluttish time . When wasteful war shall statues overturn , And broils root out the work of masonry , Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your ...
... bright in these contents Than unswept stone besmeared with sluttish time . When wasteful war shall statues overturn , And broils root out the work of masonry , Nor Mars his sword nor war's quick fire shall burn The living record of your ...
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... can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O , none , unless this miracle have might , That in black ink my Love may still shine bright . WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE 1564-1616 TIRE LXXIV ( 66 ) ' IRED English Sonnets 37.
... can hold his swift foot back ? Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid ? O , none , unless this miracle have might , That in black ink my Love may still shine bright . WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE 1564-1616 TIRE LXXIV ( 66 ) ' IRED English Sonnets 37.
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Page 52 - Love's not Time's Fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Page 36 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Page 34 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Page 51 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Page 33 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Page 142 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Page 27 - come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free...
Page 46 - They that have power to hurt, and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others , are themselves as stone , Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow ; They rightly do inherit heaven's graces, And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces , Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die...
Page 72 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
Page 289 - O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge men's search To vaster issues.