English Sonnets: A SelectionJohn Dennis H.S. King & Company, 1873 - 238 Seiten |
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... lady's side , his targe ; From glutton feasts to soldier's fare , a change ; His helmet , far above a garland's charge : Who scarce the name of manhood did retain , Drenched in sloth and womanish delight , Feeble of spirit , impatient ...
... lady's side , his targe ; From glutton feasts to soldier's fare , a change ; His helmet , far above a garland's charge : Who scarce the name of manhood did retain , Drenched in sloth and womanish delight , Feeble of spirit , impatient ...
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... limb descending , From eyes to lips from lips to ivory neck . And every limb supplied and ť every part Had free access but durst not touch her heart . EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S PRIDE . RUDELY 8 ENGLISH SONNETS .
... limb descending , From eyes to lips from lips to ivory neck . And every limb supplied and ť every part Had free access but durst not touch her heart . EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S PRIDE . RUDELY 8 ENGLISH SONNETS .
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A Selection John Dennis. EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S PRIDE . RUDELY thou wrongest my dear heart's desire , In finding fault with her too portly pride ; The thing which I do most in her admire , Is of the world unworthy most ...
A Selection John Dennis. EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S PRIDE . RUDELY thou wrongest my dear heart's desire , In finding fault with her too portly pride ; The thing which I do most in her admire , Is of the world unworthy most ...
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A Selection John Dennis. EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S EYES . ONE day as I unwarily did gaze On those fair eyes , my Love's immortal light , The whiles my ' stonished heart stood in amaze , Through sweet illusion of her looks ...
A Selection John Dennis. EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S EYES . ONE day as I unwarily did gaze On those fair eyes , my Love's immortal light , The whiles my ' stonished heart stood in amaze , Through sweet illusion of her looks ...
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A Selection John Dennis. EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S FACE . THE glorious portrait of that Angel's face Made to amaze weak men's confused skill , And this world's worthless glory to embase ; What pen , what pencil , can ...
A Selection John Dennis. EDMUND SPENSER . 1552-1599 . HIS LADY'S FACE . THE glorious portrait of that Angel's face Made to amaze weak men's confused skill , And this world's worthless glory to embase ; What pen , what pencil , can ...
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Seite 31 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Seite 29 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Seite 48 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Seite 102 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity . The gentleness of heaven is on the sea : Listen ! the mighty Being is awake, And doth with His eternal motion make A sound like thunder — everlastingly.
Seite 55 - come let us kiss and part, — Nay I have done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free...
Seite 35 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Seite 42 - Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change ? Why, with the time, do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange ? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, • That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth, and where they did proceed?
Seite 26 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Seite 210 - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
Seite 3 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes...