The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Tom 5Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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... Body . 89 X. In what Manner the Soul is united to the Body ib , ON THE IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL . XI . How the Soul exercises her Powers Preface The Author's Dedication to Queen Elizabeth . 80 Introduction ......... 81 Of the Soul of Man ...
... Body . 89 X. In what Manner the Soul is united to the Body ib , ON THE IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL . XI . How the Soul exercises her Powers Preface The Author's Dedication to Queen Elizabeth . 80 Introduction ......... 81 Of the Soul of Man ...
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... body my poor soul's pollution ? They that lose half , with greater patience bear it , Than they whose whole is swallow'd in confusion . That mother tries a merciless conclusion , Who , having two sweet babes , when death takes one ...
... body my poor soul's pollution ? They that lose half , with greater patience bear it , Than they whose whole is swallow'd in confusion . That mother tries a merciless conclusion , Who , having two sweet babes , when death takes one ...
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... body spread ; And who cannot abuse a body dead ? By this , mild patience bid fair Lucrece speak To the poor counterfeit of her complaining : " My girl , " quoth she , " on what occasion break Those tears from thee , that down thy cheeks ...
... body spread ; And who cannot abuse a body dead ? By this , mild patience bid fair Lucrece speak To the poor counterfeit of her complaining : " My girl , " quoth she , " on what occasion break Those tears from thee , that down thy cheeks ...
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... body's stain her mind untainted clears ; While with a joyless smile she turns away The face , that map which deep impression bears Of hard misfortune , carv'd in it with tears . " No , no , " quoth she , " no dame , hereafter living ...
... body's stain her mind untainted clears ; While with a joyless smile she turns away The face , that map which deep impression bears Of hard misfortune , carv'd in it with tears . " No , no , " quoth she , " no dame , hereafter living ...
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... body in on every side , Who like a late - sack'd island vastly stood Bare and unpeopled , in this fearful flood . Some of her blood still pure and red remain'd , And some look'd black , and that false Tarquin stain'd . About the ...
... body in on every side , Who like a late - sack'd island vastly stood Bare and unpeopled , in this fearful flood . Some of her blood still pure and red remain'd , And some look'd black , and that false Tarquin stain'd . About the ...
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angels bear beasts beauty Ben Jonson blood bloud body breath breed brest COUNTESS OF BEDFORD court dare dead dear death didst disdaine Donne dost doth Earth ELEGY eyes face fair fall falne fame farre fear fire flames foes friends give glory God's grace grief grone hand hate hath haue heart Heaven Hell honour horrour JOHN DONNE king light liv'd live look Lord loue lov'd love's lust mind Muse never night nought once paine pleasure poet poison'd poor pow'r praise prince rage rais'd rest SATIRE III SATIRE VI Satires scape scorne seem'd shame sight sinne sonne SONNET soul sprite straight strange Sunne sweet tears terrour thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thyself tongue true twixt unto us'd verse vex'd virtue Whil'st wrath wretched
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Strona 46 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Strona 56 - 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.
Strona 69 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Strona 451 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Strona 198 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
Strona 69 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Strona 71 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
Strona 55 - The forward violet thus did I chide ; — Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
Strona 59 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
Strona 55 - From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...