The lyre of love [ed. by P.L. Courtier].Charles Whittingham, 1806 |
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... tell what cause had that fair maid To use him so , that loved her so well ? Or who with blame can justly her upbraid , For loving not - for who can love compel ? And ( sooth to say ) it is full hardy thing , Rashly to censure creatures ...
... tell what cause had that fair maid To use him so , that loved her so well ? Or who with blame can justly her upbraid , For loving not - for who can love compel ? And ( sooth to say ) it is full hardy thing , Rashly to censure creatures ...
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... Tell her , the joyous time will not be staid , Unless she do him by the fore - lock take : Bid her , therefore , herself soon ready make To wait on Love amongst his lovely crew ; Where every one that misseth then her MAKE , Shall be by ...
... Tell her , the joyous time will not be staid , Unless she do him by the fore - lock take : Bid her , therefore , herself soon ready make To wait on Love amongst his lovely crew ; Where every one that misseth then her MAKE , Shall be by ...
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... tell— That all the time when first our souls are fram'd , Ere in these mansions blind they come to dwell , They live bright rays of that eternal light , And others see , know , love , in Heaven's great height ; Not toil'd with aught to ...
... tell— That all the time when first our souls are fram'd , Ere in these mansions blind they come to dwell , They live bright rays of that eternal light , And others see , know , love , in Heaven's great height ; Not toil'd with aught to ...
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... tell Where , how it would have relish'd well ; Join lip to lip , and try Each to suck other's breath ; And , whilst our tongues perplexed lie , Let who will think us dead , or wish our death ! COME , MY CELIA , let us prove , While we ...
... tell Where , how it would have relish'd well ; Join lip to lip , and try Each to suck other's breath ; And , whilst our tongues perplexed lie , Let who will think us dead , or wish our death ! COME , MY CELIA , let us prove , While we ...
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... tell you , these discover What doubts and fears are in a lover ! FEAR not , dear LOVE ! that I'll reveal Those hours of pleasure we two steal ! No eye shall see , nor yet the sun Descry what thou and I have done ; No ear shall hear our ...
... tell you , these discover What doubts and fears are in a lover ! FEAR not , dear LOVE ! that I'll reveal Those hours of pleasure we two steal ! No eye shall see , nor yet the sun Descry what thou and I have done ; No ear shall hear our ...
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Стр. 29 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Стр. 43 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Стр. 44 - When lofty trees I see barren of leaves, Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves, Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard...
Стр. 46 - Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now; Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross, Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow, And do not drop in for an after-loss...
Стр. 111 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Стр. 112 - Prison WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates — When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Стр. 44 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Стр. 66 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Стр. 67 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own; What are you when the rose is blown? 39 So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th' eclipse and glory of her kind?
Стр. 45 - 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.