Anecdotes of Literature and Scarce Books, Volum 2F. C. & J. Rivington, 1807 |
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Pàgina 6
... heart . And when he saddest sits in homely cell , Heele teach his swaines this carroll for a song : Blest be the heartes that wish my Sovereign well , Curst be the soules that think her any wrong . Goddesse allow this aged man his right ...
... heart . And when he saddest sits in homely cell , Heele teach his swaines this carroll for a song : Blest be the heartes that wish my Sovereign well , Curst be the soules that think her any wrong . Goddesse allow this aged man his right ...
Pàgina 9
... hearts loves greatest torments prove , Let that not pity , but our laughter move . Thus scorned and lost to all their wishes aim , Let Rage , Despair , and Death , then end their flame . From Marcelia , or the Treacherous Friend , by ...
... hearts loves greatest torments prove , Let that not pity , but our laughter move . Thus scorned and lost to all their wishes aim , Let Rage , Despair , and Death , then end their flame . From Marcelia , or the Treacherous Friend , by ...
Pàgina 14
... heart . From the same . SONG . It hath bene a proverbe before I was borne , Yong doth it pricke that wyll be a thorne . Who will be evill , or who will be good , Who geven to truth , or who to falshood , Eche bodies youth sheweth a ...
... heart . From the same . SONG . It hath bene a proverbe before I was borne , Yong doth it pricke that wyll be a thorne . Who will be evill , or who will be good , Who geven to truth , or who to falshood , Eche bodies youth sheweth a ...
Pàgina 16
... heart ; Useless I my shield require , When the fort is all on fire ; I in vain the field did win , Now the enemys within . Thus betrayd , at last I cry , Love , thou hast the victory . From Loves Labyrinth , or the Royal Shep- herdess ...
... heart ; Useless I my shield require , When the fort is all on fire ; I in vain the field did win , Now the enemys within . Thus betrayd , at last I cry , Love , thou hast the victory . From Loves Labyrinth , or the Royal Shep- herdess ...
Pàgina 30
... heart for thee alone , And cast it now away : Henceforth my passion I shall hate , Cause it gained none for me ; Yet love it too , such is my fate , Because it was for thee . Thy heart I never will upbraid , Altho it mine : did kill ...
... heart for thee alone , And cast it now away : Henceforth my passion I shall hate , Cause it gained none for me ; Yet love it too , such is my fate , Because it was for thee . Thy heart I never will upbraid , Altho it mine : did kill ...
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Pàgina 26 - Victorious men of earth, no more Proclaim how wide your empires are; Though you bind in every shore And your triumphs reach as far As night or day, Yet you, proud monarchs, must obey And mingle with forgotten ashes, when Death calls ye to the crowd of common men. Devouring Famine, Plague, and War, Each able to undo mankind, Death's servile emissaries are; Nor to these alone confined, He hath at will More quaint and subtle ways to kill; A smile or kiss, as he will use the art, Shall have the cunning...
Pàgina 178 - WEEP not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. Mother's wag, pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy ; When thy father first did see Such a boy by him and me, He was glad, I was woe, Fortune changed made him so, When he left his pretty boy Last his sorrow, first his joy.
Pàgina 5 - Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love* are roots, and ever green. His helmet now shall make a hive for bees; And lovers...
Pàgina 173 - Greenes Vision : Written at the instant of his death. Conteyning a penitent passion for the folly of his Pen.
Pàgina 331 - Yok'd with a slow-foot ox on fallow field, Can right areed how handsomely besets Dull spondees with the English dactylets. If Jove speak English in a thundring cloud, " Thwick thwack," and " riff raff," roars he out aloud. Fie on the forged mint that did create New coin of words never articulate.
Pàgina 166 - Master of Artes : wherein, by himself is laid open his loose Life; with the Manner of his Death.
Pàgina 123 - Even on the brink I hear him sing; If so I meditate alone, He will be partner of my moan; If so I mourn, he weeps with me, And where I am there will he be.
Pàgina 285 - CHRIST, translated faithfully into English, out of the authentical Latin, according to the best corrected Copies of the same, diligently conferred with the Greeke and other editions in divers Languages.
Pàgina 271 - Corruptions of divers late translations, and for cleering the Controversies in Religion of these daies; In the English College of Rhemes.
Pàgina 92 - ... sweet Content ! where dost thou safely rest ? In heaven, with angels ? which the praises sing Of Him that made, and rules at His behest, The minds and hearts of every living thing. Ah, sweet Content ! where doth thine harbour hold ? Is it in churches, with Religious Men, Which please the gods with prayers manifold ; And in their studies meditate it then ? Whether thou dost in heaven, or earth appear ; Be where thou wilt ! Thou wilt not harbour here ! SONNET LXVI I. F CUPID keep his quiver in...