Seventeenth-century LyricsAlexander Corbin Judson |
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Abraham Cowley angels beauty Ben Jonson biographical blest blood bright called Cambridge Celia charm Chorus Countess of Bedford crown dead Dean Prior dear death delight divine Donne's doth earth edition English eyes fair fate fire flame flowers friends grace H. C. Beeching happy hath heart heaven Herbert holy honor HYMN John Donne John Milton Jonson joys king kiss light live London Lord Lovelace lover Lycidas masques Milton mirth mistress morning Muse never night o'er Ovid peace pleasure poems poetry poets printed Richard Crashaw Richard Lovelace Robert Herrick roses sacred Shakespeare sigh sing Sir John Suckling sleep SONG soul spheres spirit spring stars sweet tears thee thine things Thomas Carew thou dost Thou hast thou shalt thought tree unto Vaughan verses wanton weep winds wine wings written youth ΙΟ
Popular passages
Page 89 - Thy sake"— 15 Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine: Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws Makes that and the action fine. 20 This is the famous stone That turneth all to gold; For that which God doth touch and own Cannot for less be told.
Page 46 - VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME Gather ye rosebuds while ye may: Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting.
Page 35 - Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be. 10 The just indignation the author took at the vulgar censure of his play
Page 47 - That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; IO But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And, while ye may, go marry; For, having lost but once your prime, 15 You may forever tarry.
Page 230 - EPIGRAM ON MILTON Three poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed, The next in majesty, in both the last: The force of nature could no farther go; To make a third, she joined the former two. SONG
Page 126 - Or whether (as some sager sing) The frolic wind that breathes the spring, Zephyr, with Aurora playing, As he met her once a-Maying, 20 There, on beds of violets blue, And fresh-blown roses washed in dew, Filled her with thee, a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee
Page 89 - Or, if he pleaseth, through it pass, And then the heaven espy. All may of Thee partake; Nothing can be so mean Which with his tincture—"for Thy sake"— 15 Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine: Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws Makes that and
Page 89 - GEORGE HERBERT THE ELIXIR Teach me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee. Not rudely, as a beast, 5 To run into an action; But still to make Thee
Page 118 - 65 Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars, with deep amaze, Stand fixed in steadfast gaze, 70 Bending one way their precious influence, And will not take their flight
Page 184 - Of flowers and herbs, this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we. 70 How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers? THE NYMPH COMPLAINING