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... youth did beare , With breathed fighs is blowne away , and blasted . And from mine eyes the drizling teares descend , 41 As on your boughs the yficles depend . Thou feeble flocke , whofe fleece is rough and rent , Whofe knees are weake ...
... youth did beare , With breathed fighs is blowne away , and blasted . And from mine eyes the drizling teares descend , 41 As on your boughs the yficles depend . Thou feeble flocke , whofe fleece is rough and rent , Whofe knees are weake ...
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... youth of the inspired train , Fair Sacharissa lov'd , but lov'd in vain : Like Phœbus fung the no leffe amorous boy ; Like Daphne she , as lovely and as coy : With numbers he the flying nimph pursues , With numbers fuch as Phoebus felf ...
... youth of the inspired train , Fair Sacharissa lov'd , but lov'd in vain : Like Phœbus fung the no leffe amorous boy ; Like Daphne she , as lovely and as coy : With numbers he the flying nimph pursues , With numbers fuch as Phoebus felf ...
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... youth , and many a maid , 95 Dancing in the chequer'd fhade ; And young and old com forth to play , On a funshine holyday , Till the live - long day - light fail ; Then to the spicy nut - brown ale , 100 With ftories told of many a feat ...
... youth , and many a maid , 95 Dancing in the chequer'd fhade ; And young and old com forth to play , On a funshine holyday , Till the live - long day - light fail ; Then to the spicy nut - brown ale , 100 With ftories told of many a feat ...
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... youth . Weep no more , woful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas your forrow is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watry floar ; So finks the day - star in the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , 166 And tricks ...
... youth . Weep no more , woful shepherds , weep no more , For Lycidas your forrow is not dead , Sunk though he be beneath the watry floar ; So finks the day - star in the ocean bed , And yet anon repairs his drooping head , 166 And tricks ...
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... youth * gaz'd here , So fatally deceiv'd he had not been , 215 While he the bottom , not his face had feen . But his proud head the aery mountain hides Among the clouds ; his fhoulders and his fides A fhady mantle cloaths ; his curled ...
... youth * gaz'd here , So fatally deceiv'd he had not been , 215 While he the bottom , not his face had feen . But his proud head the aery mountain hides Among the clouds ; his fhoulders and his fides A fhady mantle cloaths ; his curled ...
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Сторінка 41 - Swinging slow with sullen roar; Or if the air will not permit, Some still removed place will fit, Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom...
Сторінка 45 - Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due : For Lycidas* is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer : Who would not sing for Lycidas ? He knew Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.
Сторінка 33 - 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.
Сторінка 118 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure ; Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure ; Sweet is pleasure after pain. Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain ; Fought all his battles o'er again ; And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain.
Сторінка 35 - Sometimes, with secure delight, The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade; And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Сторінка 48 - The air was calm, and on the level brine Sleek Panope with all her sisters played. It was that fatal and perfidious bark, Built in the eclipse, and rigged with curses dark, That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.
Сторінка 51 - Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more, For Lycidas your sorrow is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor. So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed. And yet anon repairs his drooping head, And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore Flames in the forehead of the morning sky...
Сторінка 40 - But, first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...
Сторінка 33 - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her and live with thee, In unreproved pleasures free...
Сторінка 253 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.