Three Hundred English SonnetsDavid M. Main Blackwood, 1886 - Всего страниц: 320 |
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... song Which now , with joyful notes , thou sing'st among The angel - quiristers of heavenly skies ; Give pardon eke , sweet soul , to my slow cries , That since I saw thee now it is so long , And yet the tears that unto thee belong To ...
... song Which now , with joyful notes , thou sing'st among The angel - quiristers of heavenly skies ; Give pardon eke , sweet soul , to my slow cries , That since I saw thee now it is so long , And yet the tears that unto thee belong To ...
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... , Who , all in one , one pleasing note do sing : Whose speechless song , being many , seeming one , 6 Sings this to thee : Thou single wilt prove none . * WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time 46 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
... , Who , all in one , one pleasing note do sing : Whose speechless song , being many , seeming one , 6 Sings this to thee : Thou single wilt prove none . * WHEN I do count the clock that tells the time 46 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
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... a poet's rage , And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time , You should live twice , -in it , and in my rhyme . HALL I compare thee to a summer's day ? SH 48 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
... a poet's rage , And stretched metre of an antique song : But were some child of yours alive that time , You should live twice , -in it , and in my rhyme . HALL I compare thee to a summer's day ? SH 48 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
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... burthens every bough , And sweets grown common lose their dear delight . Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue , Because I would not dull you with my song . ' O me , fair Friend , you never can WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 67.
... burthens every bough , And sweets grown common lose their dear delight . Therefore like her I sometime hold my tongue , Because I would not dull you with my song . ' O me , fair Friend , you never can WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 67.
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... songs , The wanton merle , the nightingale's sad strains , Which in dark shades seem to deplore my wrongs ? —- For what doth serve all that this world contains , Sith she for whom those once to me were dear No part of them can have now ...
... songs , The wanton merle , the nightingale's sad strains , Which in dark shades seem to deplore my wrongs ? —- For what doth serve all that this world contains , Sith she for whom those once to me were dear No part of them can have now ...
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Three Hundred English Sonnets: Chosen and Edited with a Few Notes David M. Main Полный просмотр - 1896 |
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Стр. 53 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Стр. 51 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Стр. 195 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Стр. 69 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Стр. 57 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Стр. 180 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Стр. 71 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Стр. 116 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Стр. 137 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Стр. 174 - Night ! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came, And lo ! creation widened in man's view.