Seventeenth-century Verse and Prose, Volume 1Macmillan, 1951 |
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Page 185
... sleep , who faine his eies in rest would steep . Why then at death doe weary mortals weep ? Sleep's but a shorter death , death's but a longer sleep . And now the world , and dreames themselves were drown'd In deadly sleep ; the ...
... sleep , who faine his eies in rest would steep . Why then at death doe weary mortals weep ? Sleep's but a shorter death , death's but a longer sleep . And now the world , and dreames themselves were drown'd In deadly sleep ; the ...
Page 212
... sleep : what ailes my Dear ? What ailes my Darling thus to cry ? Be still , my Childe , and lend thine ear , To heare me sing thy Lullaby . My pretty Lambe forbear to weep : Be still my Dear ; sweet Babie sleep . Thou blessed Soul ...
... sleep : what ailes my Dear ? What ailes my Darling thus to cry ? Be still , my Childe , and lend thine ear , To heare me sing thy Lullaby . My pretty Lambe forbear to weep : Be still my Dear ; sweet Babie sleep . Thou blessed Soul ...
Page 442
... Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre ; For thou can'st never tell my humble tale , In sounds that will prevail , Nor gentle thoughts in her inspire ; All thy vain mirth lay by , Bid thy strings silent ly , Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre , and ...
... Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre ; For thou can'st never tell my humble tale , In sounds that will prevail , Nor gentle thoughts in her inspire ; All thy vain mirth lay by , Bid thy strings silent ly , Sleep , sleep again , my Lyre , and ...
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Angels Atheisme beauty beleeve body brest bright Christ Church creatures dayes dead death delight divine Donne doth drest E. M. W. Tillyard earth English Envy eyes F. R. Leavis face fair faith farre fear fire flames flowers friends give glasse glory Gondibert grace hast hath heart Heaven Henry Vaughan Herbert holy hope J. B. Leishman John Donne King learned light live look Lord ment metaphysical poets mind Muse Musick Nature ne're never night o're Philosophy Pisc pleasure poems poetry Poets Puritan reason selfe sense shee shew shine sight sing sleep Song soul spirit starr Stars Sunne sweet T. S. Eliot teares tell Text thee thine things thou art thou dost thought tion Trout truth UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN unto Vaughan verse vertue weep wind wings wise