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Page 182 - For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost. Clouds of affection from our younger eyes Conceal that emptiness which age descries. The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Page 62 - ON A GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Page 60 - Heav'n seem'd to frame And measure out this only dame. Thrice happy is that humble pair, Beneath the level of all care ! Over whose heads those arrows fly Of sad distrust and jealousy ; Secured in as high extreme, As if the world held none but them.
Page 55 - Hermes' rod, And powerful, too, as either god TO PHYLLIS. PHYLLIS ! why should we delay Pleasures shorter than the day Could we (which we never can Stretch our lives beyond their span, Beauty like a shadow flies, And our youth before us dies. Or would youth and beauty stay, Love hath wings, and will away. Love hath swifter wings than Time ; Change in love to heaven does climb. Gods, that never change their state, Vary oft their love and hate.
Page 182 - The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So calm are we when passions are no more. For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost.
Page 9 - Mighty Queen : In whom th' extremes of power and beauty move, The Queen of •Britain, and the Queen of Love ! As the bright fun (to which we owe no fight Of equal glory to your beauty's light) Is wifely plac'd in fo fublime a feat, T...
Page 108 - To such a tempest as now threatens all, Did not your mighty arm prevent the fall. If Rome's great senate could not wield that sword, Which of the conquer'd world had made them lord ; What hope had ours, while yet their power was new, To rule victorious armies, but by you...
Page 36 - While in the park I sing, the listening deer Attend my passion, and forget to fear : When to the beeches I report my flame, They bow their heads, as if they felt the same. To gods appealing, when I reach their bowers, With loud complaints they answer me in showers. To thee a wild and cruel soul is given, More deaf than trees, and prouder than the Heaven ! On the head of a stag...
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