Characteristics of English Poets...W. Blackwood & sons, 1885 - 382 pages |
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Page 280 - 0 for a Muse of fire, that would ascend The brightest heaven of invention ! A kingdom for a stage, princes to act And monarchs to behold the swelling scene ! Then should the warlike Harry, like himself Assume the port of Mars ; and at his heels Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword, and fire Crouch for employment.
Page 200 - Not less exquisite is Rosalind's Madrigal:— " Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amid my tender breast, My kisses arc his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my
Page 289 - Rom. Amen, amen ! but come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight: Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare ; It is enough I may but call her mine.
Page 303 - Arlh. No, in good sooth : the fire is dead with grief, Being create for comfort, to be used In undeserved extremes; see else yourself; There is no malice in this burning coal; The breath of heaven has blown his spirit out And strewed repentant ashes on his head. Hubert.
Page 309 - charity : Yet notwithstanding, being incensed, he's flint, As humorous as winter and as sudden As flaws congealed in the spring of day, His temper, therefore, must be well observed : Chide him for faults, and do it reverently, When you perceive his blood inclined to mirth ; But being moody, give him line and scope.
Page 279 - Macb. There's comfort yet; they are assailable : Then be thou jocund ; ere the bat hath flown His cloister'd flight, ere to black Hecat's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note. Lady
Page 375 - For never-resting Time leads Summer on To hideous Winter, and confounds him there : Then, were not summer's distillation left, A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass, Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft, Nor it nor no remembrance what it was. But flowers distill'd, though they with Winter meet, Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet. Here
Page 377 - Spring :— 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.
Page 303 - in your eyes ; And like a dog that is compelled to fight. Snatch at his master that doth tarre him on. All things that you should use to do me wrong Deny their office : only you do lack That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends, Creatures of note for
Page 357 - Sir. be of comfort. Brach. 0 thou soft natural death, that art joint-twin To sweetest slumber ! no rough-bearded comet Stares on thy mild departure ; the dull owl Beats not against thy casement; the hoarse wolf Scents not thy carrion. Pity winds thy corse Whilst horror waits on princes. Vittoria Corombona. I am lost for ever