Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victory and Triumph; with Copious Selections from Spenser, Davies, Sandys [and Others] With an Introductory Essay and Critical Remarks, Volume 1J. Rickerby, 1836 - English poetry |
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... Sweet Aaron Discipline The Banquet The Elixir A Wreath Death Judgment Page 285 ib . 287 288 289 290 291 292 ib . 294 295 • 297 ib . 298 299 • 300 302 • 303 . ib . 304 The Invitation ANONYMOUS . - Page 305 . The Farewell Employment ...
... Sweet Aaron Discipline The Banquet The Elixir A Wreath Death Judgment Page 285 ib . 287 288 289 290 291 292 ib . 294 295 • 297 ib . 298 299 • 300 302 • 303 . ib . 304 The Invitation ANONYMOUS . - Page 305 . The Farewell Employment ...
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... sweet infuse embrew , And give me words equal unto my thought , To tell the marveils by thy mercy wrought . 1 Young , newly fledged . An eyas is a young hawk , not yet fit for flight . Yet being pregnant still with powrefull grace , And ...
... sweet infuse embrew , And give me words equal unto my thought , To tell the marveils by thy mercy wrought . 1 Young , newly fledged . An eyas is a young hawk , not yet fit for flight . Yet being pregnant still with powrefull grace , And ...
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... sweet and amiable sight . Thenceforth all world's desire will in thee die , And all Earthe's glorie , on which men do gaze , Seeme durt and drosse in thy pure - sighted eye , Compared to that celestiall beautie's blaze , Whose glorious ...
... sweet and amiable sight . Thenceforth all world's desire will in thee die , And all Earthe's glorie , on which men do gaze , Seeme durt and drosse in thy pure - sighted eye , Compared to that celestiall beautie's blaze , Whose glorious ...
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... sweet delights , Doth kindle love in high conceited sprights ; I faine to tell the things that I behold , But feele my wits to faile , and tongue to fold . Vouchsafe then , O thou most Almightie Spright ! From whom all gifts of wit and ...
... sweet delights , Doth kindle love in high conceited sprights ; I faine to tell the things that I behold , But feele my wits to faile , and tongue to fold . Vouchsafe then , O thou most Almightie Spright ! From whom all gifts of wit and ...
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... sweet Teian poet , which did spend His plenteous vein in setting forth his praise , Seen but a glimpse of this which I pretend , How wondrously would he her face commend , Above that idole of his feigning thought , That all the world ...
... sweet Teian poet , which did spend His plenteous vein in setting forth his praise , Seen but a glimpse of this which I pretend , How wondrously would he her face commend , Above that idole of his feigning thought , That all the world ...
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ALLAN CUNNINGHAM angels beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst CHIG clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth dust earth Engravings eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE VIRTUE GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER glorious glory God's grace grave grief ground hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour HYMN King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind N. P. WILLIS never night PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest RICHARD BAXTER sacred seek shame shine sighs sight sing sins sleep songs sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue UNIV unto verse weep WILLIAM BEATTIE wind wings wound wretched
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Page 328 - I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
Page 253 - 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.
Page 318 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Page 327 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Page 317 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
Page 319 - Yea, Truth and Justice then Will down return to men, Orb'd in a rainbow ; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering; And Heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
Page 327 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Page 326 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near ; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Page 315 - It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize: It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun her lusty paramour.
Page 180 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.