The Poetical Works of Matthew Prior, כרך 1George Bell, 1907 - 150 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
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עמוד 52
... swain our am'rous secrets hear . SILVIA . To ev'ry shepherd I would mine proclaim ; Since fair Aminta is my softest theme : A stranger to the loose delights of love , 10 My thoughts the nobler warmth of friendship prove : And , while ...
... swain our am'rous secrets hear . SILVIA . To ev'ry shepherd I would mine proclaim ; Since fair Aminta is my softest theme : A stranger to the loose delights of love , 10 My thoughts the nobler warmth of friendship prove : And , while ...
עמוד 55
... swain , some true Alexis lies ; If Amaryllis breathes thy secret pains , And thy fond heart beats measure to thy strains , Mayst thou , howe'er I grieve , for ever find The flame propitious , and the lover kind : May Venus long exert ...
... swain , some true Alexis lies ; If Amaryllis breathes thy secret pains , And thy fond heart beats measure to thy strains , Mayst thou , howe'er I grieve , for ever find The flame propitious , and the lover kind : May Venus long exert ...
עמוד 61
... swain his glowing vows renew ? Then will his throbbing heart to mine beat true ? When my own face deters me from my glass ; And Kneller only shows what Celia was . 61 Fantastic fame may sound her wild alarms : Your country , as you ...
... swain his glowing vows renew ? Then will his throbbing heart to mine beat true ? When my own face deters me from my glass ; And Kneller only shows what Celia was . 61 Fantastic fame may sound her wild alarms : Your country , as you ...
עמוד 116
... swain had judg'd the great dispute , And beauty's power obtain'd the golden fruit ; When Venus , loose in all her naked charms , Met Jove's great daughter clad in shining arms . The wanton goddess view'd the warlike maid From head to ...
... swain had judg'd the great dispute , And beauty's power obtain'd the golden fruit ; When Venus , loose in all her naked charms , Met Jove's great daughter clad in shining arms . The wanton goddess view'd the warlike maid From head to ...
עמוד 117
... golden bondage let them wait , And barter happiness for state . But oh ! my Celia , when thy swain Desires to see a court again , May Heaven around this destin'd head 10 The choicest of its curses shed ! To sum up OF PRIOR . 117.
... golden bondage let them wait , And barter happiness for state . But oh ! my Celia , when thy swain Desires to see a court again , May Heaven around this destin'd head 10 The choicest of its curses shed ! To sum up OF PRIOR . 117.
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
arms azure band banyshed battle of Landen beauteous beauty Belgia bless blest Boileau bosom breast breath Britain charms Cloe Cloe's command confest court cried crown'd cruel Cupid Danube darts dear death delight Derry Dorset dreadful e'er Earl Earl of Dorset earth Emma eyes fair fame fate fear flame France Ganymede give glorious glory goddess gods grace grene wode go grief hand happy hast heart Heaven hero honour Jove king live Lord lyre maid mankynde I love Matthew Prior mind monarch's Muse mynde Namur ne'er never night numbers Nut-brown Maid nymph o'er pain passion peace poems poet praise pride Prior queen rage reign rove Sambre sav'd sholde sighs sing song sorrow swain tell thee thou thought triumph twas Venus verse vex'd virtue vows weep William wound wyll youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 108 - tis his fancy to run. At night he declines on his Thetis's breast. So when I am wearied with wandering all day, To thee, my delight, in the evening I come; No matter what beauties I saw in my way, They were but my visits, but thou art my home.
עמוד 134 - Poor little, pretty, fluttering thing, Must we no longer live together ? And dost thou prune thy trembling wing; To take thy flight thou know'st not whither ? Thy humorous vein, thy pleasing folly Lies all neglected, all forgot : And pensive, wavering, melancholy, Thou dread'st and hop'st thou know'st not what.
עמוד 181 - I pray you, tell anone ; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde I love but you alone.
עמוד 250 - And sluttish plenty deck'd her table. Their beer was strong ; their wine was port ; Their meal was large ; their grace was short.
עמוד 107 - A BETTER ANSWER*. Dear Chloe, how blubbered is that pretty face ! Thy cheek all on fire, and thy hair all uncurled : Pr*ythee quit this caprice ; and (as old Falstaff says) Let us e'en talk a little like folks of this world.
עמוד 174 - Moved in the orb, pleased with the chimes, The foolish creature thinks he climbs : But here or there, turn wood or wire, . He never gets two inches higher. So fares it with those merry blades, That frisk it under Pindus' shades. In noble songs, and lofty odes, They tread on stars, and talk with Gods ; Still dancing in an airy round, Still pleased with their own verses' sound ; Brought back, how fast soe'er they go, Always aspiring, always low.
עמוד 173 - Dear Thomas, did'st thou never pop Thy head into a tin-man's shop? There, Thomas, did'st thou never see ('Tis but by way of Simile !) A squirrel spend his little rage, In jumping round a rolling cage ? The cage, as either side...
עמוד 33 - In vain you tell your parting lover, You wish fair winds may waft him over. Alas! what winds can happy prove, That bear me far from what I love? Alas ! what dangers on the main Can equal those that I sustain, From slighted vows, and cold disdain?
עמוד 205 - Did I but purpose to embark with thee On the smooth surface of a summer's sea; While gentle zephyrs play in prosperous gales, And fortune's favour fills the swelling sails; MO But would forsake the ship, and make the shore, When the winds whistle, and the tempests roar?
עמוד 132 - Whate'er thy countrymen have done, By law and wit, by sword and gun, In thee is faithfully recited ; And all the living world that view Thy work, give thee the praises due, At once instructed and delighted. ' " Yet for the fame of all these deeds, What beggar in the Invalides, With lameness broke, with blindness smitten, Wished ever decently to die, To have been either Mezeray, Or any monarch he has written?