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... Line of which Poem is perhaps the leaft numerous of any in the whole Collection , but the reft make more than amends for it : On her is also that Poem entitled , " Of the Lady who can < 6 fleep when fhe pleafes ; " and that " Of the ...
... Line of which Poem is perhaps the leaft numerous of any in the whole Collection , but the reft make more than amends for it : On her is also that Poem entitled , " Of the Lady who can < 6 fleep when fhe pleafes ; " and that " Of the ...
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... Lines which fhew ' twas written when SACHARISSA was his Wish and his Mufe ; why else should he cry " Oh how I long , my careless Limbs to lay " Under the Plantane's Shade , and all the Day " With am'rous Airs my Fancy entertain ...
... Lines which fhew ' twas written when SACHARISSA was his Wish and his Mufe ; why else should he cry " Oh how I long , my careless Limbs to lay " Under the Plantane's Shade , and all the Day " With am'rous Airs my Fancy entertain ...
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... Lines of which are , " Still here remain , ftill on the Threshold ftand , " Still at this Distance view the promis'd Land ; " Tho ' thou mayft feem , fo heav'nly is thy Sense , " Not going thither , but new come from thence . " 66 ་ The ...
... Lines of which are , " Still here remain , ftill on the Threshold ftand , " Still at this Distance view the promis'd Land ; " Tho ' thou mayft feem , fo heav'nly is thy Sense , " Not going thither , but new come from thence . " 66 ་ The ...
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... Lines of his in that Poem ; Painter , excufe me , if I have a while Forgot thy Art , and us'd another Style ; For tho ' you draw arm'd Heroes as they fit , " The Tak in Battle does the Mufes fit ; 66 They in the dark Confufion of a ...
... Lines of his in that Poem ; Painter , excufe me , if I have a while Forgot thy Art , and us'd another Style ; For tho ' you draw arm'd Heroes as they fit , " The Tak in Battle does the Mufes fit ; 66 They in the dark Confufion of a ...
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... Lines in his Poem " On a War with " SPAIN , & C . " 166 Night , Horror , Slaughter , with Confufion meets , And in ... Line ; for Night , Horror , in of Mr. EDMOND WALLER . LXI.
... Lines in his Poem " On a War with " SPAIN , & C . " 166 Night , Horror , Slaughter , with Confufion meets , And in ... Line ; for Night , Horror , in of Mr. EDMOND WALLER . LXI.
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Page 182 - For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost. Clouds of affection from our younger eyes Conceal that emptiness which age descries. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Page 73 - Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Page 62 - ON A GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Page 60 - Heav'n seem'd to frame And measure out this only dame. Thrice happy is that humble pair, Beneath the level of all care ! Over whose heads those arrows fly Of sad distrust and jealousy ; Secured in as high extreme, As if the world held none but them.
Page 55 - Hermes' rod, And powerful, too, as either god TO PHYLLIS. PHYLLIS ! why should we delay Pleasures shorter than the day Could we (which we never can Stretch our lives beyond their span, Beauty like a shadow flies, And our youth before us dies. Or would youth and beauty stay, Love hath wings, and will away. Love hath swifter wings than Time ; Change in love to heaven does climb. Gods, that never change their state, Vary oft their love and hate.
Page 182 - The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions are no more. For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost.
Page 9 - Mighty Queen : In whom th' extremes of power and beauty move, The Queen of •Britain, and the Queen of Love ! As the bright fun (to which we owe no fight Of equal glory to your beauty's light) Is wifely plac'd in fo fublime a feat, T...
Page 108 - To such a tempest as now threatens all, Did not your mighty arm prevent the fall. If Rome's great senate could not wield that sword, Which of the conquer'd world had made them lord ; What hope had ours, while yet their power was new, To rule victorious armies, but by you...
Page 36 - While in the park I sing, the listening deer Attend my passion, and forget to fear : When to the beeches I report my flame, They bow their heads, as if they felt the same. To gods appealing, when I reach their bowers, With loud complaints they answer me in showers. To thee a wild and cruel soul is given, More deaf than trees, and prouder than the Heaven ! On the head of a stag...
Page 113 - The ancient way of conquering abroad. Ungrateful, then ! if we no tears allow To him, that gave us peace and empire too. Princes that fear'd him grieve...