Nichol's Library Edition of the British Poets (Volume 10); With Memoir and Critical Dissertation (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Flowering to-day, to-morrow apt to fail; Tickle1 treasure, abhorr'd of reason; Dangerous to deal with, vain, of none avail; Costly in keeping; past, not worth two peason;2 Slipper in sliding, as is an eel's tail; Hard to attain, once gotten, not geason;3 Jewel of jeopardy, that peril doth assail; False and untrue, enticed oft to treason; Enemy to youth, that most may I bewail; Ah! bitter sweet, infecting as the poison, Thou farest as fruit that with the frost is taken; To-day ready ripe, to-morrow ail-to 4 shaken. A COMPLAINT BY NIGHT OF THE LOVER NOT BELOVED. Alas, so all things now do hold their peace! Heaven and earth disturbed in no thing; The beasts, the air, the birds their song do cease, The nightes car the stars about doth bring; Calm is the sea; the waves work less and less: So am not I, whom love, alas! doth wring, Bringing before my face the great increase Of my desires, whereat I weep and sing, In joy and woe, as in a doubtful case. For my sweet thoughts sometime do pleasure bring; But by and by, the cause of my disease Gives me a pang that inwardly doth sting, "When that I think what grief it is again To live and lack the thing should rid my pain. 1 ' Tickle: ' unstable, ticklish.? ' Peason: ' peas.?' Geason: ' rare, or uncommon.? ' Ail-to: ' altogether. HOW EACH THING, SAVE THE LOVER, IN SPRING REVIVETH TO PLEASURE. When Windsor walls sustain'd my wearied arm, My hand my chin, to ease my restless head; The pleasant plot revested green with warm, The blossom'd boughs, with lusty Ver yspread, The flowered meads, the wedded birds so late, Mine eyes discover; and to my mind resort The jolly woes, the hateless, short debate, The rakehell1 life, that 'longs to love's disport: Wherewith, alas! the heavy ...