The Poems of Phineas Fletcher: For the First Time Collected and Edited: with Memoir, Essay, and Notes, Volume 2C. Tiplady, 1869 |
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Algon Amyntas Apollyonists armes atque barathrum blood boat breast bright catenis Chame Chamus crown'd Damon Daphnis death disdain doth eare Earth Eclogue Equivocus etiam eyes fair fear fiends fire fishers flames flammis Fletcher Giles Fletcher golden grief grones hate hath head heart Heaven Hell Hell's Iamque Iesuite ille inque ipse JOSEPH BEAUMONT King light line 1st line 3rd line 4th live Locusta Locustæ Lord Lord Woodhouselee Love's mihi Muses Myrtilus never Nicæa night nobis numbers nunc Nymphs omnes pain Pater Phineas Fletcher Phoebus plain Poems pride proud Psyche Purple Island Quæ quam Quin quod rage raigne Rhene scorne seas selfe shame sing Sir John Beaumont Sir John Davies sonne soul spight spite starres sunne swain sweet swell thee Thelgon thine Thirsil Thomalin thou art thunder thy love waves wee'l windes word wound yeeld
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Page 224 - So mighty were th' amazing characters With which his feeling dream had thus dismay'd him, He his own fancy-framed foes defies : In rage, My arms ! Give me my arms ! he cries.
Page 247 - To bide among the simple fisher-swains : No shrieking owl, no night-crow lodgeth here, Nor is our simple pleasure mixed with pains. Our sports begin with the beginning year ; In calms, to pull the leaping fish to land, In roughs, to sing and dance along the yellow sand.
Page 207 - Blew mimic hootings to the silent owls, That they might answer him ; and they would shout Across the watery vale and shout again, Responsive to his call...
Page 214 - Vile human nature, means he not t' invest (O my despite !) with his divinest glories ? And rising with rich spoils upon his breast, With his fair triumphs fill all future stories ! Must the bright arms of...
Page 213 - He has my heaven, (what would he more ?) whose bright And radiant sceptre this bold hand should bear, And for the never-fading fields of light, My fair inheritance, he confines me here, To this dark house of shades, horror, and night, To draw a long-lived death, where all my cheer Is the solemnity my sorrow wears, That mankind's torment waits upon my tears.
Page 214 - Art thou not Lucifer ? he to whom the droves Of stars that gild the morn in charge were given ? The nimblest of the lightning-winged loves ? The fairest, and the first-born smile of heaven ? Look in what pomp the mistress planet moves, Rev'rently circled by the lesser seven ; Such, and so rich, the flames that from thine eyes Oppress.d the common people of the skies.
Page 309 - Casting what sportlesse nights she ever led : She dying lives, to think he's living dead. Curst be, and cursed is that wretched sire, That yokes green youth with age, want with desire. Who ties the sunne to snow ? or marries frost to fire ? The morn saluting, up I quickly rise, And to the green I poste ; for on this day Shepherd and fisher-boyes had set a prize, Upon the shore to meet in gentle fray, Which of the two should sing the choicest lay...
Page 213 - drew from his deep breast. "Oh me! " (thus bellow'd he) "Oh me! what great Portents before mine eyes their powers advance ? And serves my purer sight only to beat Down my proud thought, and leave it in a trance ? Frown I ; and can great Nature keep her seat, And the gay stars lead on their golden dance ? Can His attempts above still...
Page 260 - But thou, proud Chame, which thus hast wrought me spite, Some greater river drown thy hatefull name! Let never myrtle on thy banks delight, But willows pale, the badge of spite and blame. Crown thy ungratefull shores with scorn and shame! Let dirt and mud thy lazie waters seize, Thy weeds still grow, thy waters still decrease; Nor let thy wretched love to Gripus ever cease!
Page 276 - Some teach to work, but have no hands to row: Some will be eyes, but have no light to see: Some will be guides, but have no feet to go: Some deaf, yet eares; some dumbe, yet tongues will be: Dumbe, deaf, lame, blinde, and maim'd; yet fishers all: Fit for no use, but store an hospital.