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Strona xxxviii
... tears of lovers are always of great poe- tical account ; but Donne has extended them into worlds . If the lines are ... tear , Which thee doth wear , xxxviii COWLEY .
... tears of lovers are always of great poe- tical account ; but Donne has extended them into worlds . If the lines are ... tear , Which thee doth wear , xxxviii COWLEY .
Strona xxxix
Abraham Cowley Samuel Johnson, John Aikin. So doth each tear , Which thee doth wear , A globe , yea world , by that impression grow , Till thy tears mixt with mine do overflow This world , by waters sent from thee my heaven dis- solved ...
Abraham Cowley Samuel Johnson, John Aikin. So doth each tear , Which thee doth wear , A globe , yea world , by that impression grow , Till thy tears mixt with mine do overflow This world , by waters sent from thee my heaven dis- solved ...
Strona xl
... and so many I'll repay As shall themselves make winds to get to you . COWLEY , In tears I'll waste these eyes , By Love so vainly fed ; So lust of old the Deluge punished . COWLEY . All arm'd in brass the richest dress of war , xl COWLEY .
... and so many I'll repay As shall themselves make winds to get to you . COWLEY , In tears I'll waste these eyes , By Love so vainly fed ; So lust of old the Deluge punished . COWLEY . All arm'd in brass the richest dress of war , xl COWLEY .
Strona xli
... Tear up the ground ; then runs he wild about , Lashing his angry tail and roaring out . Beasts creep into their dens , and tremble there ; Trees , though no wind is stirring , shake with fear ; Silence and horror fill the place around ...
... Tear up the ground ; then runs he wild about , Lashing his angry tail and roaring out . Beasts creep into their dens , and tremble there ; Trees , though no wind is stirring , shake with fear ; Silence and horror fill the place around ...
Strona xlv
... tear and blow up all within , Like a grenado shot into a magazin . Then shall Love keep the ashes , and torn parts , Of both our broken hearts : Shall out of both one new one make : From hers th ' allay ; from mine , the metal take ...
... tear and blow up all within , Like a grenado shot into a magazin . Then shall Love keep the ashes , and torn parts , Of both our broken hearts : Shall out of both one new one make : From hers th ' allay ; from mine , the metal take ...
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Strona 146 - Nor amidst all these triumphs dost thou scorn The humble glow-worms to adorn, And with those living spangles gild (O greatness without pride !) the bushes of the field. Night, and her ugly subjects thou dost fright, And sleep, the lazy owl of night ; Ashamed and fearful to appear They screen their horrid shapes with the black hemisphere.
Strona lxiv - Begin the song, and strike the living lyre : Lo how the years to come, a numerous and well-fitted quire. All hand in hand do decently advance, And to my song with smooth and equal measure dance ; While the dance lasts, how long soe'er it be, My music's voice shall bear it company ; Till all gentle notes be drown'd In the last trumpet's dreadful sound.
Strona lxxviii - Wash'd from the morning beauties' deepest red; An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair, And fell adown his shoulders with loose care; He cuts out a silk mantle from the skies, Where the most sprightly azure...
Strona 58 - Gentle Henrietta then, And a third Mary next began, Then Joan and Jane and Audria, And then a pretty Thomasine, And then another Catherine, And then a long
Strona 28 - In a true piece of Wit all things must be, Yet all things there agree. As in the Ark, joyn'd without force or strife, All Creatures dwelt; all Creatures that had Life.
Strona 48 - IT was a dismal and a fearful night: Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling light, When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast By something liker death possessed.
Strona xxxii - This kind of writing, which was, I believe, borrowed from Marino and his followers, had been recommended by the example of Donne, a man of very extensive and various knowledge; and by Jonson, whose manner resembled that of Donne more in the ruggedness of his lines than in the cast of his sentiments.
Strona 71 - The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again. The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair. The sea itself, which one would think Should have but little need of drink, Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Strona lxxxviii - ... buried in impurities as not to pay the cost of their extraction. The diction, being the vehicle of the thoughts, first presents itself to the intellectual eye; and if the first appearance offends, a further knowledge is not often sought. Whatever professes to benefit by pleasing must please at once. The pleasures of the mind imply something sudden and unexpected; that which elevates must always surprise. What is perceived by slow degrees may gratify us with the consciousness of improvement, but...
Strona 11 - has been for some years past, though the execution has been accidentally diverted, and does still vehemently continue, to retire myself to some of our American plantations, not to seek for gold, or enrich myself with the...