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... Sweet is the tune , but in a wilder note . The morall fayes , all wifedome that is given To hood wink't mortals , first , proceeds from heaven Truth's errour , Wifedome's but wife infolence , And light's but darkneffe , not deriv'd from ...
... Sweet is the tune , but in a wilder note . The morall fayes , all wifedome that is given To hood wink't mortals , first , proceeds from heaven Truth's errour , Wifedome's but wife infolence , And light's but darkneffe , not deriv'd from ...
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... sweet perfume No windes can scatter , an entire embrace , That no fatietie can ére unlace , Ingrac't into fo high a favour , thear The Saints , with their beaw - peers , whole worlds outwear , And things unfeene doe fee , and things ...
... sweet perfume No windes can scatter , an entire embrace , That no fatietie can ére unlace , Ingrac't into fo high a favour , thear The Saints , with their beaw - peers , whole worlds outwear , And things unfeene doe fee , and things ...
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... sweet Content by my retyred muse , And in a study finde as much to please As others in the greatest Palaces . Each man that lives ( according to his powre ) On what he loves beftowes an idle howre ; Inftead of hounds that make the ...
... sweet Content by my retyred muse , And in a study finde as much to please As others in the greatest Palaces . Each man that lives ( according to his powre ) On what he loves beftowes an idle howre ; Inftead of hounds that make the ...
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... sweet rofe fairely budding forth Bewrayes her beauties to the enamour'd morne , Untill some keene blaft from the envious North Killes the sweet bud that was but newly borne , Or els her rareft fimels delighting Make her herselfe betray ...
... sweet rofe fairely budding forth Bewrayes her beauties to the enamour'd morne , Untill some keene blaft from the envious North Killes the sweet bud that was but newly borne , Or els her rareft fimels delighting Make her herselfe betray ...
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... sweet flowres to crown thy hearse , Receive a strew of weeping verse From thy griev'd friend , whom thou might'ft fee Quite melted into tears for thee . Dear lofs ! fince thy untimely fate My task hath been to meditate On thee , on thee ...
... sweet flowres to crown thy hearse , Receive a strew of weeping verse From thy griev'd friend , whom thou might'ft fee Quite melted into tears for thee . Dear lofs ! fince thy untimely fate My task hath been to meditate On thee , on thee ...
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Page 107 - Since there's no help, 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. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Page 149 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas ! poor Richard ! where rides he the while ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious : Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried, God save him...
Page 60 - Thou wilt not wake Till I thy fate shall overtake: Till age, or grief, or sickness must Marry my body to that dust It so much loves; and fill the room My heart keeps empty in thy tomb.
Page 156 - My great example, as it is my theme ! Tho' deep, yet clear ; tho' gentle, yet not dull ; Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Page 149 - God save him; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home: But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off,— His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience,— That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 36 - I cannot, I, no, no ! it will not be. This is the cause that I could never yet Hang on their sleeves that weigh, as thou mayst see, A chip of chance more than a pound of wit.
Page 90 - Must call thee so, the rich affection's store That fed our hopes lies now exhaust and spent, Like sums of treasure unto bankrupts lent. We that did nothing study but the way To love each other, with which thoughts the day Rose with delight to us, and with them set, Must learn the hateful art how to forget. We that did nothing wish that...
Page 21 - LIKE to the falling of a star, Or as the flights of eagles are, Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue, Or silver drops of morning dew, Or like a wind that chafes the flood, Or bubbles which on water stood : Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in and paid to-night.
Page 104 - With feigned solace ease a true-felt woe; Or if, deaf god, thou do deny that grace, Come as thou wilt, and what thou wilt bequeath, I long to kiss the image of my death.
Page 29 - Tis vain to flee, till gentle mercy show Her better eye ; the farther off we go, The swing of Justice deals the mightier blow. Th...