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On flowery beds supinely laid , In thy undiscovered nest With odorous oils my
head o ' er - flowing , Thou dost all the winter rest , And around it roses growing ,
And dreamest o ' er thy summer joys , What should I do butarink away Free from
the ...
On flowery beds supinely laid , In thy undiscovered nest With odorous oils my
head o ' er - flowing , Thou dost all the winter rest , And around it roses growing ,
And dreamest o ' er thy summer joys , What should I do butarink away Free from
the ...
Page 317
The scene opens with a Chorus of Angels ; and a Cherubim thus speaks for the
rest : 1 Let the rainbow be the fiddlestick of the fiddle of the heavens ! let the
planets ! L A la lira del Ciel Iri sia l ' arco , Corde le sfere sien , note le stelle , Sien
...
The scene opens with a Chorus of Angels ; and a Cherubim thus speaks for the
rest : 1 Let the rainbow be the fiddlestick of the fiddle of the heavens ! let the
planets ! L A la lira del Ciel Iri sia l ' arco , Corde le sfere sien , note le stelle , Sien
...
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Labour and rest , as day and night , to meu Betwixt these rocky pillars Gabriel sat
, Successive ; and the timely dew of ... unemploy ' d , and less need rest ;
Celestial armoury , shields , helms , and spears , Man hath his daily work of body
or ...
Labour and rest , as day and night , to meu Betwixt these rocky pillars Gabriel sat
, Successive ; and the timely dew of ... unemploy ' d , and less need rest ;
Celestial armoury , shields , helms , and spears , Man hath his daily work of body
or ...
Page 421
Or , by collision of two bodies , grind She ended here , or vehement despair The
air attrite to fire ; as late the clouds ( shock , Broke off the rest ; so much of death
her thoughts Justling , or push ' d with winds , rude in their Had entertain ' d , as ...
Or , by collision of two bodies , grind She ended here , or vehement despair The
air attrite to fire ; as late the clouds ( shock , Broke off the rest ; so much of death
her thoughts Justling , or push ' d with winds , rude in their Had entertain ' d , as ...
Page 433
... and all her spirits compos ' d Whence heavy persecution shall arise To meek
submission : thou , at season fit , On all , who in the worship persevere Let her
with thee partake what thou hast heard Of spirit and truth ; the rest , far greater
part ...
... and all her spirits compos ' d Whence heavy persecution shall arise To meek
submission : thou , at season fit , On all , who in the worship persevere Let her
with thee partake what thou hast heard Of spirit and truth ; the rest , far greater
part ...
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Page 473 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Page 475 - Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides...
Page 380 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels: for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in...
Page 476 - With a sad leaden downward cast Thou fix them on the earth as fast. And join with thee calm Peace, and Quiet, Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet, And hears the Muses in a ring Aye round about Jove's altar sing: And add to these retired Leisure That in trim gardens takes his pleasure: — But first and chiefest, with thee bring Him that yon...
Page 473 - Enow of such, as for their bellies' sake Creep and intrude and climb into the fold! Of other care they little reckoning make Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast, And shove away the worthy bidden guest; Blind mouths!
Page 507 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Page 380 - Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
Page 475 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold In weeds of peace high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend.
Page 476 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit, or arms, while both contend To win her grace, whom all commend. There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream. Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Jonson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespeare, Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild.
Page 473 - That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring, Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string. Hence with denial vain and coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse...