Poetical Works of Edmund Waller

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Charles Griffin and Company, 1871 - English poetry - 256 pages

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Page 145 - That eagle's fate and mine are one, Which, on the shaft that made him die, Espied a feather of his own, Wherewith he wont to soar so high. Had Echo, with so sweet a grace, Narcissus' loud complaints returned, Not for reflection of his face, But of his voice, the boy had burned.
Page 88 - Amoret ! as sweet and good As the most delicious food, Which, but tasted, does impart Life and gladness to the heart. Saccharissa's beauty's wine, Which to madness doth incline; Such a liquor as no brain That is mortal can sustain. Scarce can I to heaven excusa The devotion which I use Unto that adored dame; For
Page 138 - To dig for wealth we weary not our limbs; Gold, though the heaviest metal, hither swims ; Ours is the harvest where the Indians mow ; We plough the deep, and reap what others sow. Things of the noblest kind our own soil breeds ; Stout are our men, and warlike are our steeds;
Page 136 - Heaven, (that hath placed this island to give law, To balance Europe, and her states to awe) In this conjunction doth on Britain smile; The greatest leader, and the greatest isle! Whether this portion of the world were rent, By the rude ocean, from the continent; Or thus created; it was sure designed To be the sacred refuge of mankind. the
Page 120 - moving sounds from such a careless touch! ' So unconcerned herself, and we so much! What art is this, that with so little pains Transports us thus, and o'er our spirits reigns? The trembling strings about her fingers crowd, And tell their joy for every kiss aloud. Small force there
Page 175 - behold, Where royal heads receive the sacred gold; It gives them crowns, and does their ashes keep; There made like gods, like mortals there they sleep; Making the circle of their reign complete, Those suns of empire ! where they rise, they set. When others fell, this, standing, did presage The crown should triumph over popular rage;
Page 167 - The ocean, which so long our hopes confined, Could give no limits to his vaster mind; Our bounds' enlargement was his latest toil, Nor hath he left us prisoners to our isle ; Under the tropic is our language spoke, And part of Flanders hath received our yoke.*
Page 208 - Poets lose half the praise they should have got, Could it be known what they discreetly blot; Finding new words, that to the ravished ear May like the language of the gods appear, Such as, of old, wise bards employed, to make
Page 155 - Tis not she that first we love, But whom dying we approve. To man, that was in the evening made, Stars gave the first delight, Admiring, in the gloomy shade, Those little drops of light ; Then at Aurora, whose fair hand > Removed them from the skies, He gazing toward the east did stand,
Page 47 - ten lines in Donne, and he will be quickly convinced. Besides, their verses ran all into one another, and hung together, throughout a whole copy, like the hooked atoms that compose a body in Des Cartes. There was no distinction of parts, no regular stops, nothing for the ear to rest upon

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