Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas ( 8 of 18 )
Squinting upon the lustre
Of the rich Rings which on his fingers glistre;
And, snuffing with a read more
Squinting upon the lustre
Of the rich Rings which on his fingers glistre;
And, snuffing with a wrythed nose the Amber,
The Musk and Civet that perfum'd the chamber.
Apoplexic, and Lethargie,
As forlorn hope, assault the enemy.
Apoplexic, and Lethargie,
As forlorn hope, assault the enemy.
Made no more bones.
Made no more bones.
Did thrust (as now) in other's corn his sickle.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
Did thrust (as now) in other's corn his sickle.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
Or (almost) like a Spider, who, confin'd
In her Web's centre, shakt with every winde,
Moves in read more
Or (almost) like a Spider, who, confin'd
In her Web's centre, shakt with every winde,
Moves in an instant, if the buzzing Flie
Stir but a string of her Lawn Canopie.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
With tooth and nail.
With tooth and nail.
Even as a Surgeon, minding off to cut
Some cureless limb, before in use he put
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Even as a Surgeon, minding off to cut
Some cureless limb, before in use he put
His violent Engins on the vicious member,
Bringeth his Patient in a senseless slumber,
And grief-less then (guided by use and art),
To save the whole, sawes off th' infected part.
- Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,
The pretty Lark, climbing the Welkin cleer,
Chaunts with a cheer, Heer peer-I neer my Deer;
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The pretty Lark, climbing the Welkin cleer,
Chaunts with a cheer, Heer peer-I neer my Deer;
Then stooping thence (seeming her fall to rew)
Adieu (she saith) adieu, deer Deer, adieu.