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Abra Alma Apollo arms Atrides beauty birth blest breast breath call'd charms Charon consess crown'd cruel cruel doubt Cupid dame Daphne dart death defire delight derry destin'd dy'd e'er Earl of Oxford earth EPIGRAM Ev'n faid fair fame fate fighs fight fince fing fire fister flame folly foul grace Greece grief grieve hand happy hast hear heart Heaven HinchiNBRoke honour hope Israel Jove kind King labour Lady lise live lov'd Lucretius lyre maid Margaret Cavendish mind mourn ne'er never night Nymph o'er Ovid pain passion persect plain pleas'd pleasure Poet poor praise pride rage rais'd receiv'd reply'd rifing Sase sear seast seel seet shew Solomon song sorrow tears tell thee thing thou thought throne toil truth verse Vex'd vext virtue whence whilst wise wound wretched youth
Page 128 - I made me great works; I builded me houses; I planted me vineyards: I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits: I made me pools of water, to water therewith the wood that bringeth forth trees...
Page 100 - I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it: and God doeth it, that men should fear before him.
Page 100 - He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
Page 164 - Now when Solomon had made an end of praying, the fire came down from heaven, and consumed the burnt offering and the sacrifices ; and the glory of the Lord filled the house.
Page 215 - Thus talking and scolding, they forward did speed ; And Ralpho pac'd by, under Newman the Swede. Into an old inn did this equipage roll, At a town they call Hodson, the sign of the Bull, Near a nymph with an urn, that divides the highway, And into a puddle throws mother of tea.
Page 27 - DID sweeter sounds adorn my flowing tongue, Than ever man pronounc'd, or angels sung; Had I all knowledge, human and divine, That thought can reach, or science can define; And had I power to give that knowledge birth, In all the speeches of the babbling earth...
Page 14 - Then take Mat's word for it, the sculptor is paid ; That the figure is fine, pray believe your own eye ; Yet credit but lightly what more may be said, For we flatter ourselves, and teach marble to lie.
Page 43 - Spring from his influence darted thence. So from the middle of the world The sun's prolific rays are hurl'd : Tis from that seat he darts those beams, Which quicken earth with genial flames.
Page 227 - Of all the gifts the gods afford (If we may take old Tully's word) The greatest is a friend; whose love Knows how to praise, and when reprove : From such a treasure never part, But hang the jewel on your heart: And, pray, sir, (it delights me) tell; You know this author mighty well...