The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper, Volume 5Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 - English poetry |
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... thought can jump both sea and land , As soon as think the place where he would be . But ah ! thought kills me , that I am not thought , To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone , But that , so much of earth and water wrought ...
... thought can jump both sea and land , As soon as think the place where he would be . But ah ! thought kills me , that I am not thought , To leap large lengths of miles when thou art gone , But that , so much of earth and water wrought ...
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... thought , Where you may be , or your affairs suppose , But , like a sad slave , stay and think of nought , Save , where you are how happy you make those : So true a fool is love , that in your will ( Though you do any thing ) he thinks ...
... thought , Where you may be , or your affairs suppose , But , like a sad slave , stay and think of nought , Save , where you are how happy you make those : So true a fool is love , that in your will ( Though you do any thing ) he thinks ...
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... thought is as a death , which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose . SONNET LXV . SINCE brass , nor stone , nor earth , nor boundless sea , But sad mortality o'er - sways their power , How with this rage shall ...
... thought is as a death , which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose . SONNET LXV . SINCE brass , nor stone , nor earth , nor boundless sea , But sad mortality o'er - sways their power , How with this rage shall ...
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... thought , whose love to you , Though words come hind - most , holds his rank before . Then others for the breath of words respect , Me for my dumb thoughts , speaking in effect . SONNET LXXXVI . Was it the proud full sail of his great ...
... thought , whose love to you , Though words come hind - most , holds his rank before . Then others for the breath of words respect , Me for my dumb thoughts , speaking in effect . SONNET LXXXVI . Was it the proud full sail of his great ...
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... thought assign'd ; And labouring in more pleasures to bestow them , Than the true gouty landlord which doth owe them : " Só many have , that never touch'd his band , Sweetly suppos'd them mistress of his heart . My woeful self , that ...
... thought assign'd ; And labouring in more pleasures to bestow them , Than the true gouty landlord which doth owe them : " Só many have , that never touch'd his band , Sweetly suppos'd them mistress of his heart . My woeful self , that ...
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Page 46 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Page 56 - O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide, The guilty goddess of my harmful deeds, That did not better for my life provide Than public means which public manners breeds. Thence comes it that my name receives a brand, And almost thence my nature is subdued To what it works in, like the dyer's hand.
Page 69 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 451 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Page 198 - Death, be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
Page 69 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 71 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
Page 55 - The forward violet thus did I chide ; — Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath ? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells, In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dy'd.
Page 59 - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad; Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe; Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
Page 55 - From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue, Could make me any summer's story tell...