History of the English Language and LiteratureW. and R. Chambers, 1837 - 328 lappuses |
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28. lappuse
... thee , dear friend , All losses are restor'd , and sorrows end . SELF - ABANDONMENT . No longer mourn for me when I am dead , Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world , with ...
... thee , dear friend , All losses are restor'd , and sorrows end . SELF - ABANDONMENT . No longer mourn for me when I am dead , Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell Give warning to the world that I am fled From this vile world , with ...
34. lappuse
... thee , dear , so much , Lov'd I not honour more . SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT ( 1605-1668 ) , considered as a writer of miscellaneous verses , comes under the same description . Few snatches of composition , either in the preceding or the ...
... thee , dear , so much , Lov'd I not honour more . SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT ( 1605-1668 ) , considered as a writer of miscellaneous verses , comes under the same description . Few snatches of composition , either in the preceding or the ...
38. lappuse
... thee move , And birds their ramage * did on thee bestow . Since that dear voice which did thy sounds approve , Which wont in such harmonious strains to flow , Is reft from earth to tune the spheres above , What art thou but a harbinger ...
... thee move , And birds their ramage * did on thee bestow . Since that dear voice which did thy sounds approve , Which wont in such harmonious strains to flow , Is reft from earth to tune the spheres above , What art thou but a harbinger ...
51. lappuse
... thee , look thou givest my little boy Some syrup for his cold , and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep . Now what you please ? What death ? Bos . Strangling - here are your executioners . Executioners . We are ready . Duch ...
... thee , look thou givest my little boy Some syrup for his cold , and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep . Now what you please ? What death ? Bos . Strangling - here are your executioners . Executioners . We are ready . Duch ...
55. lappuse
... thee and pluck'd thee on To trust thy sacred life to an Egyptian ? The life and light of Rome to a blind stranger , That honourable war ne'er taught a nobleness , Nor worthy circumstance show'd what man was ? That never heard thy name ...
... thee and pluck'd thee on To trust thy sacred life to an Egyptian ? The life and light of Rome to a blind stranger , That honourable war ne'er taught a nobleness , Nor worthy circumstance show'd what man was ? That never heard thy name ...
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143. lappuse - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
33. lappuse - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
208. lappuse - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean - roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
28. lappuse - 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. O, if, I say, you look upon this verse When I perhaps compounded am with clay, Do not so much as my poor name rehearse, But let your love even with my life decay, Lest the wise world should look into your moan And mock you with me after I am gone.
28. lappuse - 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.
79. lappuse - He'd prove a buzzard is no fowl, And that a lord may be an owl, A calf an alderman, a goose a justice, And rooks committee-men and trustees ; He'd run in debt by disputation, And pay with ratiocination.
51. lappuse - Of what is't fools make such vain keeping? Sin their conception, their birth weeping, Their life a general mist of error, Their death a hideous storm of terror. Strew your hair with powders sweet, Don clean linen, bathe your feet, And (the foul fiend more to check) A crucifix let bless your neck : 'Tis now full tide 'tween night and day ; End your groan, and come away.
110. lappuse - The little engine on his fingers' ends; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread, As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head. Swift to the lock a thousand sprites repair...
111. lappuse - And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying heaven are cast, When husbands or when lapdogs breathe their last ; Or when rich China vessels, fall'n from high, In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie ! " Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine...
53. lappuse - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess, excellently bright! Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose: Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess, excellently bright! Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal shining quiver: Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever; Thou that...