Retrospective Review, Том 5Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas C. and H. Baldwyn, 1822 |
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... the speaker's eloquence , and likewise his affability to his dependants . " Nowe to the second pointe : The nature of Frenchmen is suche , that at the first meeting they will be as familiar 16 Cavendish's Life of Wolsey .
... the speaker's eloquence , and likewise his affability to his dependants . " Nowe to the second pointe : The nature of Frenchmen is suche , that at the first meeting they will be as familiar 16 Cavendish's Life of Wolsey .
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... nature whereof is , that if there be no alteration of the same within eight daies , either must ensue excorrition of the entrailes , or frensy , or else present death ; and the best of these three is deathe . And , as I suppose , this ...
... nature whereof is , that if there be no alteration of the same within eight daies , either must ensue excorrition of the entrailes , or frensy , or else present death ; and the best of these three is deathe . And , as I suppose , this ...
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... nature so her streams doth lead and carry , As that her course doth make no final stay , Till she herself unto the ocean marry , Within whose wat'ry bosom first she lay . E'en so the soul , which in this earthly mould Sir John Davies's ...
... nature so her streams doth lead and carry , As that her course doth make no final stay , Till she herself unto the ocean marry , Within whose wat'ry bosom first she lay . E'en so the soul , which in this earthly mould Sir John Davies's ...
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... nature doth agree ; She cannot rest , she cannot fix her thought , She cannot in this world contented be . For who did ever yet , in honour , wealth , Or pleasure of the sense , contentment find ? Who ever ceas'd to wish , when he had ...
... nature doth agree ; She cannot rest , she cannot fix her thought , She cannot in this world contented be . For who did ever yet , in honour , wealth , Or pleasure of the sense , contentment find ? Who ever ceas'd to wish , when he had ...
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... nature change . " This is his felicitous description of feeling : " Much like a subtle spider , which doth sit In middle of her web , which spreadeth wide ; If aught do touch the utmost thread of it , She feels it instantly on ev'ry ...
... nature change . " This is his felicitous description of feeling : " Much like a subtle spider , which doth sit In middle of her web , which spreadeth wide ; If aught do touch the utmost thread of it , She feels it instantly on ev'ry ...
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Сторінка 89 - I conjure you, by that which you profess, (Howe'er you come to know it,) answer me : Though you untie the winds, and let them fight Against the churches ; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodg'd, and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders...
Сторінка 165 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Сторінка 164 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Сторінка 175 - To come forth, like the spring-time, fresh and green, And sweet as Flora. Take no care For jewels for your gown or hair ; Fear not, the leaves will strew Gems in abundance upon you ; Besides the childhood of the day has kept Against you come, some orient pearls unwept.
Сторінка 175 - There's not a budding boy or girl this day But is got up and gone to bring in May. A deal of youth ere this is come Back, and with white-thorn laden home.
Сторінка 176 - And some have wept, and woo'd, and plighted troth, And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth : Many a green-gown has been given ; Many a kiss, both odd and even : Many a glance, too, has been sent From out the eye, love's firmament : Many a jest told of the keys betraying This night, and locks pick'd : — yet we're not a Maying.
Сторінка 170 - Ah Ben! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts, Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had, As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Out-did the meat, out-did the frolic wine. My Ben ! Or come again, Or send to us Thy wit's great overplus; But teach us yet Wisely to husband it, Lest we that talent spend ; And having once brought to an end That precious stock, — the store Of such a wit the world should have no more.
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Сторінка 165 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave : And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Сторінка 176 - We shall grow old apace, and die Before we know our liberty. Our life is short ; and our days run As fast away as does the sun :— And as a vapour, or a drop of rain Once lost, can ne'er be found again : So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade ; All love, all liking, all delight Lies drown'd with us in endless night. —Then while time serves, and we are but decaying, Come, my Corinna! come, let's go a Maying.