A Compendious History of English Literature and of the English Language, from the Norman Conquest: with Numerous Specimens, Volume 2Griffin, Bohn, 1861 - English language |
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... till 1650 , published in 1633 , along with a small collection of Piscatory Eclogues and other Poetical Miscellanies , a long allegorical poem , entitled The Purple Island , in twelve Books or Cantos , written in a stanza of seven lines ...
... till 1650 , published in 1633 , along with a small collection of Piscatory Eclogues and other Poetical Miscellanies , a long allegorical poem , entitled The Purple Island , in twelve Books or Cantos , written in a stanza of seven lines ...
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... till after his death , which took place in 1635 . The first edition of his Poems appeared in 1647 , and there were others in 1648 and 1672 ; but the most complete collection of what he has left us is that published by the late Octavius ...
... till after his death , which took place in 1635 . The first edition of his Poems appeared in 1647 , and there were others in 1648 and 1672 ; but the most complete collection of what he has left us is that published by the late Octavius ...
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... till the Revolution , and did not rise to his greatest celebrity till after the Restoration , so that he will more fitly fall to be noticed in a subsequent page . The other three all belong exclusively to the times of Charles I. and of ...
... till the Revolution , and did not rise to his greatest celebrity till after the Restoration , so that he will more fitly fall to be noticed in a subsequent page . The other three all belong exclusively to the times of Charles I. and of ...
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... till the Revolution , and relate various stories of the mise- ries of his protracted old age ; when the fact is , that he died in 1668 , at the age of fifty - three . * CLEVELAND . But , of all the cavalier poets , the one who did his ...
... till the Revolution , and relate various stories of the mise- ries of his protracted old age ; when the fact is , that he died in 1668 , at the age of fifty - three . * CLEVELAND . But , of all the cavalier poets , the one who did his ...
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... till your teeth do meet . Help , ye tart satirists , to imp my rage With all the scorpions that should whip this age . Scots are like witches ; do but whet your pen , Scratch till the blood come , they'll not hurt you then . Now , as ...
... till your teeth do meet . Help , ye tart satirists , to imp my rage With all the scorpions that should whip this age . Scots are like witches ; do but whet your pen , Scratch till the blood come , they'll not hurt you then . Now , as ...
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Page 460 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Page 77 - Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Page 502 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Page 463 - For not to think of what I needs must feel, But to be still and patient, all I can ; And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all the natural man— This was my sole resource, my only plan : Till that which suits a part infects the whole, And now is almoit grown the habit of my soul.
Page 463 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Page 505 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Page 505 - Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Page 90 - 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 Huraber would complain.
Page 208 - Truth may, perhaps, come to the price of a pearl that showeth best by day, but it will not rise to the price of a diamond or carbuncle that showeth best in varied lights. A mixture of a lie doth ^ever add pleasure. Doth any man doubt that if there were taken out of men's minds vain opinions, flattering hopes, false valuations, imaginations as one would, and the like, but it would leave the minds of a number of men poor shrunken things, full of melancholy and indisposition, and unpleasing to themselves?
Page 360 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!