Specimens of the Lyrical, Descriptive, and Narrative Poets of Great Britain, from Chaucer to the Present Day:: With a Preliminary Sketch of the History of Early English Poetry, and Biographical and Critical Notices, |
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... now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings , The morn not waking till she sings . Hark , hark , with what a pretty throat , 126 LYLLY . From Alexander and Campaspe.
... now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings , The morn not waking till she sings . Hark , hark , with what a pretty throat , 126 LYLLY . From Alexander and Campaspe.
Page 127
... wings of his imagination . His ideas seem more distinct than his perceptions . " With equal felicity ano- ther of his modern critics has said , - " Much of his ex- pression has now become antiquated , though it is beauti- ful in its ...
... wings of his imagination . His ideas seem more distinct than his perceptions . " With equal felicity ano- ther of his modern critics has said , - " Much of his ex- pression has now become antiquated , though it is beauti- ful in its ...
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... wing of some calm - breathing wind , That plays amidst the plain ! If , by the favour of propitious stars you gain Such grace , as in my lady's bosom place to find , Be proud to touch those places : And when her warmth your moisture ...
... wing of some calm - breathing wind , That plays amidst the plain ! If , by the favour of propitious stars you gain Such grace , as in my lady's bosom place to find , Be proud to touch those places : And when her warmth your moisture ...
Page 151
... wings he plays with me , Now with his feet : Within mine eyes he makes his nest , His bed amidst my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast , And yet he robs me of my rest : Ah ! wanton , will ye ? And if I sleep , then pierceth ...
... wings he plays with me , Now with his feet : Within mine eyes he makes his nest , His bed amidst my tender breast ; My kisses are his daily feast , And yet he robs me of my rest : Ah ! wanton , will ye ? And if I sleep , then pierceth ...
Page 158
... ; His linen collar labyrinthian set , Whose thousand double turnings never met : His sleeves half hid with elbow pinionings , As if he meant to fly with linen wings . But when I look , and cast mine eyes below 158 HALL .
... ; His linen collar labyrinthian set , Whose thousand double turnings never met : His sleeves half hid with elbow pinionings , As if he meant to fly with linen wings . But when I look , and cast mine eyes below 158 HALL .
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