The English Nights' Entertainment: 1st Ser. Contain [sic] A Day in Stowe Gardens

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J. Gifford, 1826 - 315 стор.
 

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Сторінка 68 - No longer mourn for me when I am dead Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell: Nay, if you read this line, remember not The hand that writ it; for I love you so, That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot, If thinking on me then should make you woe.
Сторінка 245 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me : In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere. Th...
Сторінка 208 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Сторінка 111 - Wedding-Guest! this soul hath been Alone on a wide wide sea: So lonely 'twas, that God Himself Scarce seemed there to be.
Сторінка 209 - When he shall hear she died upon his words, The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination, And every lovely organ of her life Shall come apparell'd in more precious habit, More moving, delicate, and full of life, Into the eye and prospect of his soul, Than when she liv'd indeed...
Сторінка 119 - And life to move it selfe upon the water. Strange thing ! how bold and swift the monster was, That neither car'd for...
Сторінка 119 - And is the sea (quoth Coridon) so fearfull ? " " Fearful much more (quoth he) then hart can fear : Thousand wyld beasts with deep mouthes gaping direfull Therin stil wait poore passengers to teare. Who life doth loath, and longs death to behold, Before he die alreadie dead with feare, And yet would live with heart halfe stonie cold, Let him to sea, and he shall see it there.
Сторінка 78 - And he display'd in all parts ! for such a dish now, And at my need, I would betray my father, And, for a roasted conger, all my country.
Сторінка 78 - — or thus ; — " Look how many Muses there doth dwell Upon the sweet banks of the learned well, And just so many strokes the clock hath struck ; " — And so forth. And you must now and then enter into a description.
Сторінка 191 - O the glory Of two united hearts like hers and mine ! Let poring book-men dream of other worlds ; My world, and all of happiness, is here, And I'd not change it for the best to come : A life of pleasure is Elysium.

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