Each sight draws on a thought (thought, mother of science) Sweet birds kindly do grant harmony unto thee, 'Fair trees' shade is enough fortification, Nor danger to thyself if 't be not in thyself. The British Bibliographer - Page 97by Sir Egerton Brydges, Joseph Haslewood - 1810Full view - About this book
| Jakob Schipper - English language - 1888 - 498 pages
...starres, Natur e is under it; Nought disturbs thy quiet, all to thy service yeelds ; 10 Each sight drawes on a thought, — thought, mother of science; Sweet birds kindly do grant harmonie unto thee; Faire trees' shade is enough fortiflcation, No danger to thy selfe, if be not in... | |
| Philip Sidney - Prose literature - 1922 - 714 pages
...holdeth his only seate: Bownded with no limitts, borne with a wing of hope Clymes even unto the starres, Nature is under it. Nought disturbs thy quiet, all to thy service yeelds Each sight draws on a thought, thought mother of science, Sweet birds kindly do graunt harmony... | |
| Derek Attridge - Literary Criticism - 1979 - 272 pages
...holdeth his only seate: Bounded with no limitts. borne with a wing of hope Clymes even unto the starres, Nature is under it. Nought disturbs thy quiet, all to thy service yeeld, Each sight draws on a thought, thought mother of science, Sweet birds kindly do graunt harmony... | |
| Philip Sidney - History - 1983 - 580 pages
...behold what the creator is; Contemplation here holdeth his only seat, Bounded with no limits, born with a wing of hope, Climbs even unto the stars, nature...Nought disturbs thy quiet, all to thy service yields, 1o Each sight draws on a thought (thought, mother of science)2 Sweet birds kindly do grant harmony... | |
| David Baker - Poetry - 1996 - 404 pages
...regularly scannable only with great awkwardness: Nought disturbs thy quiet, all to thy service yield, Each sight draws on a thought, thought mother of science,...trees' shade is enough fortification, Nor danger to thy self if be not in thy self. As William A. Ringler, Jr. (editor of The Poems of Sir Philip Sidney,... | |
| Philip Sidney - Fiction - 1999 - 436 pages
...th'order of heav'nly host, And wise thoughts do behold what the creator is. Contemplation here holdetfa his only seat, Bounded with no limits, borne with...hope, Climbs even unto the stars; nature is under it. Naught disturbs thy quiet, all to thy service yield, Each sight draws on a thought (thought mother... | |
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