The Works of Mr. A. Cowley: In Prose and Verse, Volume 1John Sharpe, 1809 - English poetry |
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... star , here Rages with immoderate heat ; Whilst Pride , the rugged Northern Bear , In others makes the cold too great . And where these are temperate known , The soil's all barren sand , or rocky stone . COWLEY . A lover burnt up by his ...
... star , here Rages with immoderate heat ; Whilst Pride , the rugged Northern Bear , In others makes the cold too great . And where these are temperate known , The soil's all barren sand , or rocky stone . COWLEY . A lover burnt up by his ...
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... stars , the bride's bright eyes , At every glance a constellation flies And sowes the court with stars , and doth prevent In light and power , the all - ey'd firmament : First her eye kindles other ladies ' eyes , Then from their beams ...
... stars , the bride's bright eyes , At every glance a constellation flies And sowes the court with stars , and doth prevent In light and power , the all - ey'd firmament : First her eye kindles other ladies ' eyes , Then from their beams ...
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... stars have not a possibility Of blessing thee ; If things then from their end we happy call , ' Tis Hope is the most hopeless thing of all . Hope , thou bold taster of delight , [ quite ! Who , whilst thou shouldst but taste , devour'st ...
... stars have not a possibility Of blessing thee ; If things then from their end we happy call , ' Tis Hope is the most hopeless thing of all . Hope , thou bold taster of delight , [ quite ! Who , whilst thou shouldst but taste , devour'st ...
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... stars which paint the galaxy . In his verses to lord Falkland , whom every man of his time was proud to praise , there are , as there must be in all Cowley's compositions , some striking thoughts , but they are not well wrought . His ...
... stars which paint the galaxy . In his verses to lord Falkland , whom every man of his time was proud to praise , there are , as there must be in all Cowley's compositions , some striking thoughts , but they are not well wrought . His ...
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... stars that to our eye It makes all but one galaxy : Yet Reason must assist too ; for in seas So vast and dangerous as these , Our course by stars above we cannot know Without the compass too below . After this , says Bentley : Who ...
... stars that to our eye It makes all but one galaxy : Yet Reason must assist too ; for in seas So vast and dangerous as these , Our course by stars above we cannot know Without the compass too below . After this , says Bentley : Who ...
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ABRAHAM COWLEY Æneid Anacreon antiperistasis appear battle of Newbury beauteous beauty BISHOP OF WORCESTER blest breast bright conceits Cowley Cowley's Davideis death delight didst divine Donne doth e'er earth ev'n fair fame fancy fantastick fate flame gentle gold Gondibert grow hand happy hast heart heaven honour images join'd KATHARINE PHILIPS kind king labour learned less light lines live Lord lord Falkland lover metaphysical poets methinks mighty mihi mind mistress Muse nature ne'er never night noble NORTHERN EXPEDITION numbers o'er once Orinda painted Pharsalia Pindar poem poesy poet poetical poetry Pope praise rage reader sacred Sappho scarce shew shine sometimes soul spirit Sprat stars sure thee thine things thou dost thought truth verse Virgil virtue Whilst wine wise words write
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Page 167 - For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
Page xxxi - What they wanted, however, of the sublime, they endeavoured to supply by hyperbole - their amplification had no limits - they left not only reason but fancy behind them, and produced combinations of confused magnificence that not only could not be credited, but could not be imagined.
Page lxxxix - His spear, — to equal which, the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand...
Page 82 - Phoebus loves, and does inspire Phoebus is himself thy sire. To thee, of all things upon earth, Life is no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect! happy thou, Dost neither age nor winter know; But when thou'st drunk, and danced, and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal!) Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless rest.
Page 61 - If I should tell the politic arts To take and keep men's hearts ; The letters, embassies, and spies, The frowns, and smiles, and flatteries, The quarrels, tears, and perjuries (Numberless, nameless, mysteries...
Page lxxxviii - Some that have deeper digg'd love's mine than I, Say, where his centric happiness doth lie: I have lov'd, and got, and told; But should I love, get, tell, till I were old; I should not find that hidden mystery; Oh, 'tis imposture all! And as no chymic yet th...
Page xxxix - On a round ball A workman that hath copies by, can lay An Europe, Afric, and an Asia, And quickly make that, which was nothing, all, So doth each tear, Which thee doth wear, A globe, yea world by that impression grow, Till thy tears mixt with mine do overflow This world, by waters sent from thee, my heaven dissolved so.
Page 27 - WHAT shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own...
Page xxx - Nor was the sublime more within their reach than the pathetic ; for they never attempted that comprehension and expanse of thought which at once fills the whole mind, and of which the first effect is sudden astonishment, and the second rational admiration. Sublimity is produced by aggregation, and littleness by dispersion. Great thoughts are always general, and consist in positions not limited by exceptions, and in descriptions not descending to minuteness.
Page 166 - And bade to form her infant mind. Stern, rugged nurse ! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore ; What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others...