The Life of Andrew Marvell, the Celebrated Patriot: With Extracts and Selections from His Prose and Poetical WorksSimpkin and Marshall, 1832 - 116 pages |
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... thou darest to print any lie , or libel , against Dr. Parker , by the eternal God , I will cut thy throat . " In Marvell's two volumes of wit and broad humour , and of the most galling invective , one part flows so much into another ...
... thou darest to print any lie , or libel , against Dr. Parker , by the eternal God , I will cut thy throat . " In Marvell's two volumes of wit and broad humour , and of the most galling invective , one part flows so much into another ...
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... thou disturbed the peace of mankind ! that lead , when moulded into bullets , is not so mortal as when formed into letters ! There was a mistake , sure , in the story of Cadmus ; and the serpent's teeth which he sowed , were nothing ...
... thou disturbed the peace of mankind ! that lead , when moulded into bullets , is not so mortal as when formed into letters ! There was a mistake , sure , in the story of Cadmus ; and the serpent's teeth which he sowed , were nothing ...
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... Thou heard'st him , Goddess , strike the tender string , And bad'st his soul with bolder passion move ; Strait these responsive shores forgot to ring , With beauty's praise , or plaint of slighted love : To loftier flights his daring ...
... Thou heard'st him , Goddess , strike the tender string , And bad'st his soul with bolder passion move ; Strait these responsive shores forgot to ring , With beauty's praise , or plaint of slighted love : To loftier flights his daring ...
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... Thou ne'er didst , alive , Them any harm : alas ! nor could Thy death yet do them any good . I'm sure I never wish'd them ill ; Nor do I for all this ; nor will : But , if my simple prayers may yet Prevail with heaven to forget Thy ...
... Thou ne'er didst , alive , Them any harm : alas ! nor could Thy death yet do them any good . I'm sure I never wish'd them ill ; Nor do I for all this ; nor will : But , if my simple prayers may yet Prevail with heaven to forget Thy ...
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... thou be laid , Of purest alabaster made ; For I would have thine image be White as I can , though not as thee . The following stanzas are supposed to be sung by a party of those voluntary exiles for conscience ' sake , who , in a ...
... thou be laid , Of purest alabaster made ; For I would have thine image be White as I can , though not as thee . The following stanzas are supposed to be sung by a party of those voluntary exiles for conscience ' sake , who , in a ...
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affectionate afterwards ANDREW MARVELL appears bill Bishop Bishop of Hereford Bishop of Oxford Captain Thompson character Charles Charles II Church Church of England clergy College conscience constituents Corporation of Hull Court crown Danby death divine Doctor of Divinity doth Dryden Duke duty EARL Ecclesiastical Polity England English esteem eyes father favour Flecnoe flow'rs GENTLEMEN give Growth of Popery hand-writing hath heaven HERBERT CROFT honour House of Commons House of Lords humble humour JOHN MILTON King King's land Lauderdale letter liberty living London Lord Danby Lord Treasurer Lordship Majesty Marvell's master ment Milton mind Naked Truth never occasion Oxenbridge Oxford Parker Parliament patriot person PLEASURE Poem Poet prelates present published Rehearsal Transprosed reign religion Rome says scarce sent servant soul spirit tears thine thing thou thought throne To-day town virtue voted weep write
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Page 99 - Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found ; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song : then worms shall try That long-preserv'd virginity : And your quaint honour turn to dust ; And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.
Page 99 - But thirty thousand to the rest; An age at least to every part, And the last age should show your heart; For, Lady, you deserve this state, Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity.
Page 98 - Had we but world enough, and time This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges...
Page 90 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet And throws the melons at our feet; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice.
Page 87 - It is a wondrous thing how fleet 'Twas on those little silver feet; "With what a pretty skipping grace It oft would challenge me...
Page 90 - Thus sung they, in the English boat, An holy and a cheerful note ; And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept the time.
Page 87 - But Sylvio soon had me beguiled: This waxed tame, while he grew wild, And quite regardless of my smart, Left me his Fawn, but took his Heart. Thenceforth I set myself to play My solitary time away With this, and very well content Could so mine idle life have spent.
Page 91 - Which, stretcht upright, impales me so, That mine own Precipice I go; And warms and moves this needless...
Page 99 - Let us roll all our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasures with rough strife Thorough the iron gates of life.
Page 63 - An Account of the Growth of Popery and arbitrary Government in England...