The Poetical Works of Edward Young ...Little, Brown, 1860 - English poetry |
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... Looke backe , who list , unto the former ages , And call to count what is of them become . Where be those learned wits and antique sages , Which of all wisedome knew the perfect somme ? Where those great warriors , which did overcome ...
... Looke backe , who list , unto the former ages , And call to count what is of them become . Where be those learned wits and antique sages , Which of all wisedome knew the perfect somme ? Where those great warriors , which did overcome ...
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... looke into the christall firmament ; There we behold the heavens great hierarchie , The starres pure light , the spheres swift movement , The spirites and intelligences fayre , And angels waighting on th ' Almighties chayre . And there ...
... looke into the christall firmament ; There we behold the heavens great hierarchie , The starres pure light , the spheres swift movement , The spirites and intelligences fayre , And angels waighting on th ' Almighties chayre . And there ...
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Edward Young. So , loathing earth , I looke up to the sky , And being driven hence , I thether fly . Thence I behold the miserie of men , 521 Which want the blis that wisedom would them breed , And like brute beasts doo lie in loathsome ...
Edward Young. So , loathing earth , I looke up to the sky , And being driven hence , I thether fly . Thence I behold the miserie of men , 521 Which want the blis that wisedom would them breed , And like brute beasts doo lie in loathsome ...
Page 101
... looke , I meane to turne the next leafe of the booke . Yet ere that anie way I doe betake , I meane my gossip privie first to make . ” 1 Base , humble . 2 Unhappie , mischievous . 70 8 Losels , worthless fellows . " Ah ! my deare gossip ...
... looke , I meane to turne the next leafe of the booke . Yet ere that anie way I doe betake , I meane my gossip privie first to make . ” 1 Base , humble . 2 Unhappie , mischievous . 70 8 Losels , worthless fellows . " Ah ! my deare gossip ...
Page 103
... looke , Both their habiliments unto them tooke , And put themselves , a Gods name , on their way . Whenas the Ape , beginning well to wey This hard adventure , thus began ť ' advise : " Now read , Sir Reynold , as ye be right wise ...
... looke , Both their habiliments unto them tooke , And put themselves , a Gods name , on their way . Whenas the Ape , beginning well to wey This hard adventure , thus began ť ' advise : " Now read , Sir Reynold , as ye be right wise ...
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Page 130 - Full little knowest thou that hast not tride, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To loose good dayes, that might be better spent...
Page 310 - Their snowie foreheads therewithall they crownd, Whil'st one did sing this lay, Prepar'd against that day, Against their brydale day, which was not long: Sweete Themmes, runne softly, till I end my song.
Page 298 - And lende me leave to come unto my love? How slowly do the houres theyr numbers spend? How slowly does sad Time his feathers move? Hast thee, O fayrest Planet, to thy home, Within the Westerne fome : Thy tyred steedes long since have need of rest.
Page 290 - Wake now, my love, awake! for it is time: The rosy Morne long since left Tithones bed, All ready to her silver coche to clyme, And Phoebus gins to shew his glorious hed.
Page 242 - Lyke captives trembling at the victors sight. And happy lines! on which, with starry light, , Those lamping eyes will deigne sometimes to look, And reade the sorrowes of my dying spright, Written with teares in harts close bleeding book.
Page 310 - Themmes ! runne softly, till I end my Song. Then forth they all out of their baskets drew Great store of Flowers, the honour of the field, That to the sense did fragrant odours yield, All which upon those goodly Birds they threw And all the Waves did strew, That like old Peneus...
Page 307 - Zephyrus did softly play A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titans beames, which then did glyster fayre : When I whom sullein care, Through discontent of my long fruitlesse stay In Princes Court, and expectation vayne Of idle hopes, which still doe fly away, Like empty shaddowes, did afflict my brayne, Walkt forth to ease my payne 10 Along the shoare of silver streaming Themmes...
Page 335 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Page 289 - And long since ready forth his maske to move, With his bright Tead that flames with many a flake, And many a bachelor to waite on him, In theyr fresh garments trim. Bid her awake therefore, and soone her dight, For lo!
Page 290 - For feare the stones her tender foot should wrong Be strewed with fragrant flowers all along, And diapred lyke the discolored mead.