Cyclopaedia of English Literature: A Selection of the Choicest Productions of English Authors, from the Earliest to the Present Time, Connected by a Critical and Biographical History. Elegantly IllustratedRobert Chambers Gould and Lincoln, 1853 - Authors, English |
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... thee with full many a smiling line Upon thy cheerful face joy's livery wear , While those fair planets on thy streams did shine . The boat for joy could not to dance forbear ; While wanton winds , with beauties so divine Ravish'd ...
... thee with full many a smiling line Upon thy cheerful face joy's livery wear , While those fair planets on thy streams did shine . The boat for joy could not to dance forbear ; While wanton winds , with beauties so divine Ravish'd ...
Page 84
... thee beds of roses , And a thousand fragrant posies ; A cap of flowers and a kirtle , Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle : A gown made of the finest wool , Which from our pretty lambs we pull ; Fair lined slippers for the cold , With ...
... thee beds of roses , And a thousand fragrant posies ; A cap of flowers and a kirtle , Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle : A gown made of the finest wool , Which from our pretty lambs we pull ; Fair lined slippers for the cold , With ...
Page 85
... thee and be thy love . The Soul's Errand . Go , soul , the body's guest , Upon a thankless errand ! Fear not to ... thee , done blabbing : Although to give the lie Deserves no less than stabbing ; Yet stab at thee who will , No stab the ...
... thee and be thy love . The Soul's Errand . Go , soul , the body's guest , Upon a thankless errand ! Fear not to ... thee , done blabbing : Although to give the lie Deserves no less than stabbing ; Yet stab at thee who will , No stab the ...
Page 91
... thee ywrake , Or self - disliked life , doth thee thus wretched make ? If heaven , then none may it redress or blame , Since to his power we all are subject born : If wrathful wight , then foul rebuke and shame Be theirs , that have so ...
... thee ywrake , Or self - disliked life , doth thee thus wretched make ? If heaven , then none may it redress or blame , Since to his power we all are subject born : If wrathful wight , then foul rebuke and shame Be theirs , that have so ...
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... thee accloyeth , My cinnamon smell too much annoyeth : Wherefore soon I rede thee hence remove , Lest thou the price of my displeasure prove . So spake this bold Briere with great disdain , Little him answer'd the Oak again , But ...
... thee accloyeth , My cinnamon smell too much annoyeth : Wherefore soon I rede thee hence remove , Lest thou the price of my displeasure prove . So spake this bold Briere with great disdain , Little him answer'd the Oak again , But ...
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Page 178 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Page 182 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 100 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Page 329 - 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...
Page 329 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrow'd land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 113 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 322 - Go, LOVELY rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee! — How...
Page 324 - Old Law did save, And such as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 182 - The seasons' difference ; as, the icy fang, And churlish chiding of the winter's wind ; Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile, and say, — This is no flattery : these are counsellors, That feelingly persuade me what I am. Sweet are the uses of adversity ; Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head ; And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Sermons in stones, and...
Page 182 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.