The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 - Classical poetry |
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... night that I in watch did spend , If cause requir'd , or els in sleepe , if nay , She would all night by me or watch or sleepe ; And evermore when I did sleepe or play , She of my flock would take full warie keepe . " Safe then , and ...
... night that I in watch did spend , If cause requir'd , or els in sleepe , if nay , She would all night by me or watch or sleepe ; And evermore when I did sleepe or play , She of my flock would take full warie keepe . " Safe then , and ...
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... Night did sit , I match with that sweete smile and chearful brow , Which all the world subdued unto it , How happie was I then , and wretched now ! " How happie was I when I saw her leade The shepheards daughters dauncing in a rownd ...
... Night did sit , I match with that sweete smile and chearful brow , Which all the world subdued unto it , How happie was I then , and wretched now ! " How happie was I when I saw her leade The shepheards daughters dauncing in a rownd ...
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... night , Because they breed sad balefulnesse in mee ; I hate all times , because , all times doo fly So fast away , and may not stayed bee , But as a speedie post that passeth by . " I hate to speake , my voyce is spent D 2 DAPHNAIDA . 33.
... night , Because they breed sad balefulnesse in mee ; I hate all times , because , all times doo fly So fast away , and may not stayed bee , But as a speedie post that passeth by . " I hate to speake , my voyce is spent D 2 DAPHNAIDA . 33.
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... night , And night without a Venus starre is found . " But soon as Day doth shew his deawie face , And cals foorth men unto their toylsome trade , I will withdraw me to some darkesome place , Or some dere cave , or solitarie shade ...
... night , And night without a Venus starre is found . " But soon as Day doth shew his deawie face , And cals foorth men unto their toylsome trade , I will withdraw me to some darkesome place , Or some dere cave , or solitarie shade ...
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... night fast approched , to be pleased To turne aside unto my cabinet , And staie with me , till he were better eased Of that strong stownd which him so sore beset . But by no meanes I could him win thereto , Ne longer him intreate with ...
... night fast approched , to be pleased To turne aside unto my cabinet , And staie with me , till he were better eased Of that strong stownd which him so sore beset . But by no meanes I could him win thereto , Ne longer him intreate with ...
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Page 170 - The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glance awry Which may let in a little thought unsound.
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Page 166 - Phoebus, father of the Muse If ever I did honour thee aright, Or sing the thing, that mote thy mind delight, Doe not thy servants simple boone refuse, But let this day, let this one day, be myne, Let all the rest be thine.
Page 106 - So purely white they were, That even the gentle streame, the which them bare, Seem'd foule to them, and bad his billowes spare To wet their silken feathers, least they might Soyle their fayre plumes with water not so fayre, And marre their beauties bright, That shone as heavens light, Against their Brydale day, which was not long: Sweete Themmes! runne softly, till I end my Song.
Page 125 - Sweet is the Nut, but bitter is his pill; Sweet is the Broome-flowre, but yet sowre enough; And sweet is Moly, but his root is ill.
Page 108 - So they, enranged well, Did on those two attend, And their best service lend Against their wedding day, which was not long: Sweet Thames run softly, till I end my song.
Page 171 - And bonefiers make all day; And daunce about them, and about them sing, That all the woods may answer, and your eccho ring. Ah ! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love ? How slowly do the houres theyr numbers spend ? How slowly does sad Time his feathers move?
Page 169 - And blesseth her with his two happy hands, How the red roses flush up in her cheekes, And the pure snow, with goodly vermill stayne Like crimsin dyde in grayne : That even th...
Page 145 - ... weary chace, Seeing the game from him escapt away, Sits downe to rest him in some shady place, With panting hounds beguiled of their pray...