Cowley. Denham. Milton. Butler. Rochester. Roscommon. Otway. Waller. Pomfret. Dorset. Stepney. J. Philips. WalshSamuel Johnson A. Miller, 1800 - English poetry |
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... souls may bind ) As the great privilege of all mankind ; You're here more moderate ; for ' tis your intent To make ' t a privilege but of parliament . They forbid priests to marry ; you worse do ; Their marriage you allow , yet punish ...
... souls may bind ) As the great privilege of all mankind ; You're here more moderate ; for ' tis your intent To make ' t a privilege but of parliament . They forbid priests to marry ; you worse do ; Their marriage you allow , yet punish ...
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... SOUL . a F mine eyes do e'er declare They've feed a fecond thing that's fair ; Or cars , that they have mufic found Befides thy voice , in any found ; If my tafte do ever meet , After thy kifs , with aught that's fweet ; If my abufed ...
... SOUL . a F mine eyes do e'er declare They've feed a fecond thing that's fair ; Or cars , that they have mufic found Befides thy voice , in any found ; If my tafte do ever meet , After thy kifs , with aught that's fweet ; If my abufed ...
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... Soul ! " said I , When back to ' its cage again I faw it fly ; " Fool , to refume her broken chain , " And row her galley here again ! " Fool , to that body to return " Where it condemn'd and deflin'd is to burn ! " Once dead , how can ...
... Soul ! " said I , When back to ' its cage again I faw it fly ; " Fool , to refume her broken chain , " And row her galley here again ! " Fool , to that body to return " Where it condemn'd and deflin'd is to burn ! " Once dead , how can ...
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... Soul does to myself refer , ' Tis then my life , and does but flowly move ; But when it does relate to her , It fwiftly flies , and then is Love . Love's my diurnal course , divided right ' Twixt hope and fear - my day and night . ALL ...
... Soul does to myself refer , ' Tis then my life , and does but flowly move ; But when it does relate to her , It fwiftly flies , and then is Love . Love's my diurnal course , divided right ' Twixt hope and fear - my day and night . ALL ...
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... SOUL . COME dull philofopher - when he hears me fay My foul is from me fled away , Nor has of late inform'd my body here , But in another's breaft does lie , That neither is , nor will be , I , As a form fervient and affifting there ...
... SOUL . COME dull philofopher - when he hears me fay My foul is from me fled away , Nor has of late inform'd my body here , But in another's breaft does lie , That neither is , nor will be , I , As a form fervient and affifting there ...
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againſt Angels beafts becauſe befides beft beſt caft call'd caufe death defign defire doft doth earth elfe ev'n eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fatire fear feat feek feem feen fenfe fent ferve feven fhall fhine fhould fide fight fince fing fire firft firſt flain flame fleep fome foon foul fpirits ftand ftars ftate ftill ftrange ftrength fuch fure fword glory hafte hand hath heart Heaven Hell himſelf honour Hudibras itſelf juft king laft laſt lefs live loft Lord mighty moft moſt Mufe muft muſt ne'er never night numbers o'er pafs paft perfon Pindar pleaſure prefent Quoth reafon reft rife Satan ſhall ſtand ſtate ſtill thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou thought turn'd twas uſe vaft verfe Whilft whofe wife worfe
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Page 120 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King, Of wedded maid, and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Page 24 - Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapproved, and leave No spot or blame behind...
Page 128 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Page 129 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Page 132 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops and sweet societies That sing, and singing in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 29 - By none ; and if not equal all, yet free, Equally free ; for orders and degrees Jar not with liberty, but well consist.
Page 130 - And when the Sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown that Sylvan loves Of Pine, or monumental Oak, Where the rude Axe with heaved stroke, Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallow'd haunt.