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... verse , Because she was so plentiful a theme To such as wore his laurel anademe , Like to a fiery bullet made descent , And from her passage those fat vapours rent , That , being not throughly rarified to rain , Melted like pitch , as ...
... verse , Because she was so plentiful a theme To such as wore his laurel anademe , Like to a fiery bullet made descent , And from her passage those fat vapours rent , That , being not throughly rarified to rain , Melted like pitch , as ...
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... verse ended ! She was the rule of wishes , sum , and end , For all the parts that did on love depend : Yet cast the torch his brightness further forth ; But what shines nearest best , holds truest worth . Leander did not through such ...
... verse ended ! She was the rule of wishes , sum , and end , For all the parts that did on love depend : Yet cast the torch his brightness further forth ; But what shines nearest best , holds truest worth . Leander did not through such ...
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... verses were alike , till Love , men say , Began to smile , and took § one foot away . Rash boy , who gave thee power to change a line ? We are the Muses ' prophets , none of thine . What , if thy mother take Diana's bow , * We which ...
... verses were alike , till Love , men say , Began to smile , and took § one foot away . Rash boy , who gave thee power to change a line ? We are the Muses ' prophets , none of thine . What , if thy mother take Diana's bow , * We which ...
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... verse I trod aloft , Love slack'd my Muse , and made my numbers § soft . I have no mistress nor no favorite , Being fittest matter for a wanton wit : Thus I complain'd ; but Love unlock'd his quiver , Took out the shaft , ordain'd my ...
... verse I trod aloft , Love slack'd my Muse , and made my numbers § soft . I have no mistress nor no favorite , Being fittest matter for a wanton wit : Thus I complain'd ; but Love unlock'd his quiver , Took out the shaft , ordain'd my ...
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... verses horned || Io got her name ; And she to whom in shape of swan ¶ Jove came ; And she that on a feign'd bull swam to land , Griping his false horns with her virgin hand . So likewise we will through the world be rung , And with my ...
... verses horned || Io got her name ; And she to whom in shape of swan ¶ Jove came ; And she that on a feign'd bull swam to land , Griping his false horns with her virgin hand . So likewise we will through the world be rung , And with my ...
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Page 300 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love. Thy silver dishes for thy meat, As precious as the gods do eat, Shall on an ivory table be Prepared each day for thee and me. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May-morning : If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Page 6 - Her wide sleeves green, and border'd with a grove, Where Venus in her naked glory strove To please the careless and disdainful eyes Of proud Adonis, that before her lies; Her kirtle blue, whereon was many a stain, Made with the blood of wretched lovers slain...
Page 16 - Nor is't of earth or mould celestial, Or capable of any form at all.) Of that which hath no being, do not boast ; Things that are not at all, are never lost.
Page 15 - Are of like worth. Then treasure is abus'd, When misers keep it ; being put to loan, In time it will return us two for one. Rich robes themselves and others do adorn; Neither themselves nor others, if not worn. Who builds a palace, and rams up the gate, Shall see it ruinous and desolate.
Page 20 - Then towards the palace of the Destinies, Laden with languishment and grief, he flies, And to those stern nymphs humbly made request, Both might enjoy each other, and be blest.
Page 28 - gan so to scorch and glow, 70 As in plain terms (yet cunningly) he crav'd it ; Love always makes those eloquent that have it. She, with a kind of granting, put him by it, And ever, as he thought himself most nigh it, Like to the tree of Tantalus she fled, And seeming lavish, sav'd her maidenhead.
Page 10 - So at her presence all surprised and tooken, Await the sentence of her scornful eyes ; He whom she favours lives, the other dies : There might you see one sigh, another rage ; And some, their violent passions to assuage, Compile sharp satires ; but, alas, too late ! For faithful love will never turn to hate.
Page 28 - We often kiss it, often look thereon, And stay the messenger that would be gone ; No marvel, then, though Hero would not yield So soon to part from that she dearly held : Jewels being lost are found again ; this never ; Tis lost but once, and once lost, lost for ever.
Page 36 - She trembling strove; this strife of hers, like that Which made the world, another world begat Of unknown joy.
Page 6 - twas the odor which her breath forth cast : And there for honey bees have sought in vain, And, beat from thence, have lighted there again.