The Poems of Mrs. Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672): Together with Her Prose RemainsThe Duodecimos, 1897 - 347 páginas |
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... didst me ; But when the first offender I have laid , Thy soothing girds shall fully be repaid . ) But , Choler , be thou cooled or chafed , I'll venture , And in contention's lists now justly enter . What moved thee thus to vilify my ...
... didst me ; But when the first offender I have laid , Thy soothing girds shall fully be repaid . ) But , Choler , be thou cooled or chafed , I'll venture , And in contention's lists now justly enter . What moved thee thus to vilify my ...
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... didst lend . At Sardis , in Lydia , all these do meet , Whither rich Pythius comes Xerxes to greet , Feasts all this multitude of his own charge , Then gives the king a king - like gift full large- Three thousand talents of the purest ...
... didst lend . At Sardis , in Lydia , all these do meet , Whither rich Pythius comes Xerxes to greet , Feasts all this multitude of his own charge , Then gives the king a king - like gift full large- Three thousand talents of the purest ...
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... didst not heap up honors and reward ? From Gaza to Jerusalem he goes , But in no hostile way , as I suppose . Him in his priestly robes high Jaddua meets , Whom with great reverence Alexander greets ; The priest shows him good Daniel's ...
... didst not heap up honors and reward ? From Gaza to Jerusalem he goes , But in no hostile way , as I suppose . Him in his priestly robes high Jaddua meets , Whom with great reverence Alexander greets ; The priest shows him good Daniel's ...
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... didst his death deplore . And phenix Spenser doth unto his life His death present in sable to his wife , Stella the fair , whose streams from conduits fell For the sad loss of her dear Astrophel . Fain would I show how he fame's paths ...
... didst his death deplore . And phenix Spenser doth unto his life His death present in sable to his wife , Stella the fair , whose streams from conduits fell For the sad loss of her dear Astrophel . Fain would I show how he fame's paths ...
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... didst in him more glory gain Than in thy Martel , Pépin , Charlemagne , Than in St. Louis , or thy last Henry great , Who tamed his foes in wars , in blood , and sweat . Thy fame is spread as far , I dare be bold , In all the zones ...
... didst in him more glory gain Than in thy Martel , Pépin , Charlemagne , Than in St. Louis , or thy last Henry great , Who tamed his foes in wars , in blood , and sweat . Thy fame is spread as far , I dare be bold , In all the zones ...
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The Poems of Mrs. Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672): Together with Her Prose ... Charles Eliot Norton,William Randolph Hearst,Anne Bradstreet Sin vista previa disponible - 2017 |
The Poems of Mrs. Anne Bradstreet (1612-1672) Together with Her Prose Remains; Anne Bradstreet Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
Términos y frases comunes
Alexander ANNE BRADSTREET Antigonus Antipater army Babylon Bactria Bartas behold Bessus blest blood brave Callisthenes Cassander Choler cold command Craterus crown Cyrus Darius daughter dead dear death didst dost doth Du Bartas e'er earth edition Eumenes Evergetes eyes fame father fears fight fire foes force friends fruits gainst glory gold gone Greeks grief hand hath heart heat heavens honor hope Joseph Dudley king kingdoms land live Lord Lysimachus Macedon Mardonius mighty mind monarchy mongst mother muse naught ne'er never noble o'er pain Parmenio Perdiccas Persian Philotas poems praise prince proud Ptolemy queen reign rest rich Seleucus sends SIMON BRADSTREET sister slain soldiers soon sore sorrow soul sweet sword tell thee thine things thou hast thought thousand throne town unto valor vanity verses wealth wise Xerxes Zütphen
Pasajes populares
Página 243 - I wist not what to wish, yet sure thought I, If so much excellence abide below ; How excellent is He, that dwells on high ! Whose power and beauty by his works we know.
Página 252 - The Mariner that on smooth waves doth glide, Sings merrily, and steers his barque with ease, As if he had command of wind and tide, And now become great Master of the seas...
Página 264 - To My Dear and Loving Husband If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
Página 254 - Be still, thou unregenerate part; Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vowed (and so will do) Thee as a foe still to pursue, And combat with thee will and must Until I see thee laid in th
Página 250 - Ye Fish which in this liquid Region 'bide, That for each season have your habitation, Now salt, now fresh, where you think best to glide To unknown coasts to give a visitation, In...
Página 264 - To MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
Página 248 - No sooner born, but grief and care makes fall That state obliterate he had at first: Nor youth, nor strength, nor wisdom spring again Nor habitations long their names retain, But in oblivion to the final day remain. Shall I then praise the heavens, the trees, the earth Because their beauty and their strength last longer Shall I wish there, or never to had birth, Because they're bigger, & their bodyes stronger?
Página 338 - As weary pilgrim, now at rest, Hugs with delight his silent nest, His wasted limbs now lie full soft That miry steps have trodden oft; Blesses himself to think upon His dangers past and travails done...
Página 264 - If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold. My love is such that rivers cannot quench, Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Página 255 - My greatest honor it shall be When I am victor over thee, And triumph shall, with laurel head, When thou my captive shalt be led.