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Dawn to Daylight; Or, Gleams from the Poets of Twelve Centuries with Above ...
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Amoret angels ANNE BOLEYN BATTLE OF AGINCOURT beauty beneath Beowulf birds Birkrt Fostrr blessed brave breath bright CEnone cheerful CHRIST'S NATIVITY crown Cuckoo dance dear death deep delight doth E. M. Wimprris earth ENONE eyes fair fame Faunus fear flowers folding star Forget gentle give glory green Grendel hame hand hath heart heaven heavenly hill holy honour JAMES SHIRLEY king light Ligurian Sea live Lochaber Lord Love me little love me long lovers Lukyn lustily lusty maid MARK AKENSIDE mind MORNING OF CHRIST'S ne'er never night noble nymph o'er pale Patrick Spence peace pleasure pride roses round sail shepherd shine shore sight sing Sir John Gilbrrt sleep smile song soul Spring star stream sweet sword SYREN tears tell thair thee thine things tree unto wave WILLIAM SHENSTONE wind wings youth
Page 246 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Page 82 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...
Page 235 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Page 154 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest.
Page 281 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Page 42 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.
Page 73 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Page 116 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave The stars, with deep amaze.
Page 94 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.