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... stones most precious And in the midst thereof one precious stone , Of wondrous worth , and eke of wondrous might , Shaped like a ladies head , exceeding shone , Like Hesperus , amongst the lesser lights , And strove for to amaze the ...
... stones most precious And in the midst thereof one precious stone , Of wondrous worth , and eke of wondrous might , Shaped like a ladies head , exceeding shone , Like Hesperus , amongst the lesser lights , And strove for to amaze the ...
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... head ; And this our life , exempt from public haunt , Finds tongues in trees , books in the running brooks , Sermons in stones , and good in every thing . MUSIC . I am never merry when I hear sweet SHAKESPEARE Solitude ·
... head ; And this our life , exempt from public haunt , Finds tongues in trees , books in the running brooks , Sermons in stones , and good in every thing . MUSIC . I am never merry when I hear sweet SHAKESPEARE Solitude ·
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... stones , and floods ; Since nought so stockish , hard , and full of rage , But music for the time doth change his nature . The man that hath not music in himself , Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds , Is fit for treasons ...
... stones , and floods ; Since nought so stockish , hard , and full of rage , But music for the time doth change his nature . The man that hath not music in himself , Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds , Is fit for treasons ...
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... stone and ulcer , colick pangs , Demoniack frenzy , moping melancholy , And moon - struck madness ; pining atrophy , Marasmus , and wide - wasting pestilence ; Dropsies , and asthmas , and joint - racking rheums . Dire was the tossing ...
... stone and ulcer , colick pangs , Demoniack frenzy , moping melancholy , And moon - struck madness ; pining atrophy , Marasmus , and wide - wasting pestilence ; Dropsies , and asthmas , and joint - racking rheums . Dire was the tossing ...
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... stones , Forget not in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep , and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese , that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks . The moans The vales redoubled to the hills , and they ...
... stones , Forget not in thy book record their groans Who were thy sheep , and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody Piedmontese , that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks . The moans The vales redoubled to the hills , and they ...
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Page 68 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Page 265 - She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. "The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 361 - 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 265 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Page 50 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 188 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Page 87 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Page 51 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Page 81 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold ! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest.
Page 67 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest and youthful Jollity, Quips, and Cranks, and wanton Wiles, Nods, and Becks, and wreathed Smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.