The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Volume 1Harper & brothers, 1851 - English literature |
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... EARL OF .... ASCHAM , ROGER ... AYTON , SIR RORERT .. PAGE 26 COTTON , SIR ROBERT ... 29 COTTON , CHARLES ... 256 COVERDALE , MILES ... 139 COWLEY , ABRAHAM .. 255 CŒUR DE LION , RICHARD . CRASHAW , RICHARD ... BACON , ROGER .. 34 BACON ...
... EARL OF .... ASCHAM , ROGER ... AYTON , SIR RORERT .. PAGE 26 COTTON , SIR ROBERT ... 29 COTTON , CHARLES ... 256 COVERDALE , MILES ... 139 COWLEY , ABRAHAM .. 255 CŒUR DE LION , RICHARD . CRASHAW , RICHARD ... BACON , ROGER .. 34 BACON ...
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... EARL OF .. 395 ROLLE , RICHARD ... 405 ROSCOMMON , EARL OF 249 ROWLEY , WILLIAM .. RYCHARDES , THOMAS .. JAMES THE FIRST .. 66 JAMES THE SIXTH .. JONSON , BEN ... JOHNSTON , DOCTOR ARTHUR .. 261 253 SACKVILLE , THOMAS ... SANDYS ...
... EARL OF .. 395 ROLLE , RICHARD ... 405 ROSCOMMON , EARL OF 249 ROWLEY , WILLIAM .. RYCHARDES , THOMAS .. JAMES THE FIRST .. 66 JAMES THE SIXTH .. JONSON , BEN ... JOHNSTON , DOCTOR ARTHUR .. 261 253 SACKVILLE , THOMAS ... SANDYS ...
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... EARL OF SURREY ..... A Prisoner in Windsor Castle .. 86 87 87 88 The Means to attain Happy Life .. 89 SIR THOMAS WYATT ....... 90 The Lover's Lute can not be blamed , though it sing of his Lady's un- kindness .... 91 The re - cured ...
... EARL OF SURREY ..... A Prisoner in Windsor Castle .. 86 87 87 88 The Means to attain Happy Life .. 89 SIR THOMAS WYATT ....... 90 The Lover's Lute can not be blamed , though it sing of his Lady's un- kindness .... 91 The re - cured ...
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... EARL OF ANCRUM ...... 256 In Praise of a Solitary Life . 256 EARL OF STIRLING ..... 256 To Aurora .... 257 WILLIAM DRUMMOND .. 257 Epitaph on Prince Henry 259 To his Lute .... 259 The Praise of a Solitary Life .. 259 To a Nightingale ...
... EARL OF ANCRUM ...... 256 In Praise of a Solitary Life . 256 EARL OF STIRLING ..... 256 To Aurora .... 257 WILLIAM DRUMMOND .. 257 Epitaph on Prince Henry 259 To his Lute .... 259 The Praise of a Solitary Life .. 259 To a Nightingale ...
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... EARL OF ROSCOMMON ... Caution against False Pride ... On the Day of Judgment .. 551 552 553 EARL OF DORSET .... Song , written at Sea . SIR CHARLES SEDLEY .... Song EARL OF ROCHESTER Song ..... Constancy .. 554 555 556 557 557 558 559 ...
... EARL OF ROSCOMMON ... Caution against False Pride ... On the Day of Judgment .. 551 552 553 EARL OF DORSET .... Song , written at Sea . SIR CHARLES SEDLEY .... Song EARL OF ROCHESTER Song ..... Constancy .. 554 555 556 557 557 558 559 ...
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Page 210 - SWEET Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My Music shows ye have your closes, And all must die. Only a sweet and virtuous soul, Like season'd timber, never gives ; But though the whole world turn to coal, Then chiefly...
Page 316 - Drink to me only with 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.
Page 478 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek : Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 299 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Page 310 - But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world ; now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.
Page 217 - Come, let us go, while we are in our prime, And take the harmless folly of the time! We shall grow old apace, and die Before we know our liberty. Our life is short, and our days run As fast away as does the sun. And, as a vapour or a drop of rain, Once lost, can ne'er be found again, So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade, All love, all liking, all delight Lies drown'd with us in endless night. Then, while time serves, and we are but decaying, Come, my Corinna, come, let's...
Page 477 - And, though the shady Gloom Had given Day her room, The Sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need : He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axletree could bear.
Page 483 - Hurled headlong flaming from th' ethereal sky, With hideous ruin and combustion, down To bottomless perdition, there to dwell In adamantine chains and penal fire, Who durst defy th
Page 390 - But little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company ; and faces are but a gallery of pictures ; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
Page 480 - Hermes, or unsphere The spirit of Plato, to unfold What worlds or what vast regions hold The immortal mind that hath forsook Her mansion in this fleshly nook...