Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Том 1"These volumes are intended to accompany Mr. Ellis's ... Specimens of the early English poets. That series concludes with reign of Charles II, this begins with that of James his successor."-- Preface. |
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In that dark melancholy cell , ( Retreate and sollace to my woe ) Love , sad
Despair , and I , do dwell , The springs from whence my griefs do flow .
Treacherous love that did appear , ( When he at first approach ' t my heart ) ,
Drest in a garb far ...
In that dark melancholy cell , ( Retreate and sollace to my woe ) Love , sad
Despair , and I , do dwell , The springs from whence my griefs do flow .
Treacherous love that did appear , ( When he at first approach ' t my heart ) ,
Drest in a garb far ...
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Here take no care , take here no care , my Muse , Nor aught of art or labour use :
But let thy lines rude and unpolish ' d go , Nor equal be their feet , nor num ' rous
let them flow . The ruggeder my measures run when read , They ' ll livelier paint ...
Here take no care , take here no care , my Muse , Nor aught of art or labour use :
But let thy lines rude and unpolish ' d go , Nor equal be their feet , nor num ' rous
let them flow . The ruggeder my measures run when read , They ' ll livelier paint ...
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Where storms of sighs for ever blow , Where rapid streams of tears do flow ,
Which drown them in a briny floud . My Muse pronounce aloud , there ' s nothing
good , Nought that the world can show , Nought that it can bestow . Il . Not
boundless ...
Where storms of sighs for ever blow , Where rapid streams of tears do flow ,
Which drown them in a briny floud . My Muse pronounce aloud , there ' s nothing
good , Nought that the world can show , Nought that it can bestow . Il . Not
boundless ...
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Fly the fair sex , if bliss you prize ; The snake ' s beneath the flow ' r : Who ever
gaz ' d on beauteous eyes , That tasted quiet more ? How faithless is the Lover ' s
joy ! How constant is their care ! The kind with falshood to destroy , The cruel with
...
Fly the fair sex , if bliss you prize ; The snake ' s beneath the flow ' r : Who ever
gaz ' d on beauteous eyes , That tasted quiet more ? How faithless is the Lover ' s
joy ! How constant is their care ! The kind with falshood to destroy , The cruel with
...
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Can ye have eyes , and they not flow , Or hearts , that do not share my pain ? 111
. He ' s gone ! he ' s gone ! and I will go ; For in my breast , such wars I have , .
And thoughts of him perplex me so That the whole world appears my grave . IV .
Can ye have eyes , and they not flow , Or hearts , that do not share my pain ? 111
. He ' s gone ! he ' s gone ! and I will go ; For in my breast , such wars I have , .
And thoughts of him perplex me so That the whole world appears my grave . IV .
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appear arms beauty better breast breath bright bring Charles charms court dear death delight despair divine dull earth English equal eyes face fair fame fate fear fire flow fool force fortune gain George give glory grace grave grief grow hand happy head heart Heaven honour hopes inspire John joys kind king known light lines live look Lord lost mighty mind move Muse nature ne'er never night noble o'er once pain play pleasure Poems poet praise rage raise rest rise sense shade shine sighs sing soft SONG soul strains sure sweet tears tell thee things Thomas thou thoughts true turns vain verse virtue voice winds wise write youth
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| Наслов | Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Том 1 Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, Robert Southey |
| Аутор | Robert Southey |
| Уредник | Robert Southey |
| Издавач | Longman, Hurst, Rees and Orme, 1807 |
| Оригинал из | Јавна библиотека града Њујорка |
| Дигитализовано | 29 нов. 2006 |
| Дужина | 449 страница |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |