Select Works of the British Poets, in a Chronological Series from Ben Jonson to BeattieJohn Aikin A. Hart, Carey & Hart, 1850 - 807 strán (strany) |
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Strana 3
... thine eyes , And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup , And I'll not look for wine . The thirst , that from the soul doth rise , Doth ask a drink divine : But might I of Jove's nectar sup , I would not change for thine ...
... thine eyes , And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup , And I'll not look for wine . The thirst , that from the soul doth rise , Doth ask a drink divine : But might I of Jove's nectar sup , I would not change for thine ...
Strana 9
... thine end , My best servant and my friend ? Nay , and , if from a deity So much deified as I , It sound not too profane and odd , Oh , my master and my god ! For ' tis true , most mighty poet ! ( Though I like not men should know it ) I ...
... thine end , My best servant and my friend ? Nay , and , if from a deity So much deified as I , It sound not too profane and odd , Oh , my master and my god ! For ' tis true , most mighty poet ! ( Though I like not men should know it ) I ...
Strana 11
... Thine , thine is all the barrenness ; if thou Mak'st me sit still and sing , when I should plow When I but think how many a tedious year Our patient sovereign did attend His long misfortunes ' fatal end ; How cheerfully , and how exempt ...
... Thine , thine is all the barrenness ; if thou Mak'st me sit still and sing , when I should plow When I but think how many a tedious year Our patient sovereign did attend His long misfortunes ' fatal end ; How cheerfully , and how exempt ...
Strana 12
... thine : From thy great sire they came , thy sire , the Word Divine . " Tis , I believe , this archery to show , That so much cost in colors thou , And skill in painting , dost bestow Upon thy ancient arms , the gaudy heavenly bow ...
... thine : From thy great sire they came , thy sire , the Word Divine . " Tis , I believe , this archery to show , That so much cost in colors thou , And skill in painting , dost bestow Upon thy ancient arms , the gaudy heavenly bow ...
Strana 13
... thine arrows are ! Thin , empty cloud , which th ' eye deceives With shapes that our own fancy gives ! A cloud ... thine , the present his ! Thine's the more hard and noble bliss : Best apprehender of our joys ! which hast So long a ...
... thine arrows are ! Thin , empty cloud , which th ' eye deceives With shapes that our own fancy gives ! A cloud ... thine , the present his ! Thine's the more hard and noble bliss : Best apprehender of our joys ! which hast So long a ...
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