Retrospective Review, and Historical and Antiquarian Magazine, Volumen6

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Henry Southern, Sir Nicholas Harris Nicolas
C. and H. Baldwyn, 1822
 

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Página 224 - 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.
Página 133 - Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? Declare, if thou hast understanding. Who hath laid the measures thereof, if thou knowest? Or who hath stretched the line upon it? Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? Or who laid the corner-stone thereof, when the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy?
Página 224 - Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale, when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters, and keeps warm her note.
Página 358 - I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me : 'twas a handsome milkmaid, that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be, as too many men...
Página 258 - Rejoice, O young man in thy youth ; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes ; but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
Página 300 - Be of good comfort, master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Página 223 - ASK me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day, For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more...
Página 339 - Merry Margaret, as midsummer flower, Gentle as falcon or hawk of the tower, With solace and gladness, Much mirth and no madness, All good and no badness; So joyously, So maidenly, So womanly, Her demeaning; In every thing Far far passing That I can indite Or suffice to write Of merry Margaret, as midsummer flower, Gentle as falcon or hawk of the tower.
Página 169 - I do willingly acknowledge ; and amongst the rest, this great one that led the rest, that knowing myself by inward calling to be fitter to hold a book than to play a part, I have led my life in civil causes, for which I was not very fit by nature, and more unfit by the pre-occupation of my mind.
Página 121 - Therefore we proclaim, If any spirit breathes within this round Uncapable of weighty passion — As from his birth being hugged in the arms, And nuzzled 'twixt the breasts of Happiness — Who winks and shuts his apprehension up From common sense of what men were, and are ; Who would not know what men must be : let such Hurry amain from our black-visaged shows ; We shall affright their eyes.

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