Miscellaneous PoemsNonesuch Press, 1923 - 148 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Aliter alwayes Ametas Beauty Bermudas Breast Brest cast chast Choros Chorus Cloyster Cromwell Crown crown'd Cynthia dear Death didst Dorinda dost doth drest Earth Elizium Endymion Ev'ning ev'ry Exemplum Eyes fair Fairfax fall Fate fear fight Flame Fleet Flow'rs Fountains Gardens Grass green Grief grow happy hast hath Haud Head Heaven hence Hinc Hobbinol Honour illa Inque Juliana King lest liv'd Lord Love Lucan Lute Meadows Mind Mollia mortal Mower Musick Nature never Night Nives Numbers Nymph once Peace Pleasure Poet Pow'r Praise quæ Quire quoque Ratling Roses sacred Santacruze seem'd shade Shepheard shew shining sight sing Sithe Skie soon Sorrow Soul Stars streight sweet Sword tamen Tears Tempest thee thine things thou Thyrsis Trees Twas twere Umbra unto Virgin watry weep Winds winged World wound
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Página 11 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet ; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice.
Página 20 - Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant...
Página 114 - He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
Página 50 - Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less Withdraws into its happiness; The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought...
Página 19 - The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.
Página 113 - Tis madness to resist or blame The force of angry heaven's flame ; And if we would speak true, Much to the man is due, Who from his private gardens, where He lived reserved and austere, As if his highest plot To plant the bergamot, Could by industrious valour climb To ruin the great work of Time, And cast the kingdoms old, Into another mould.
Página 4 - twas born Round in itself incloses, And in its little globe's extent Frames as it can its native element; How it the purple flower does slight, Scarce touching where it lies, But gazing back upon the skies, Shines with a mournful light Like its own tear, Because so long divided from the sphere.
Página 19 - TO HIS COY MISTRESS HAD we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the flood, And you should, if you please, refuse Till the conversion of the Jews; My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires and more slow; An hundred years...
Página 11 - Safe from the storms' and prelates' rage. He gave us this eternal spring Which here enamels everything, And sends the fowls to us in care On daily visits through the air. He hangs in shades the orange bright Like golden lamps in a green night, And does in the pomegranates close Jewels more rich than Ormus shows.
Página 49 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men: Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow: Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress