When love with unconfined wings
. . . Hovers within my gates,
And my divine Althea brings
. . . To whisper at the grates;
When I lie tangled in her hair
. . . And fettered to her eye,
The birds that wanton in the air
. . . Know no such liberty.
When flowing cups run swiftly round
. . . With no allaying Thames,
Our careless heads with roses...
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Beat on, proud billows; Boreas, blow;
Swell, curlèd waves, high as Jove’s roof;
Your incivility doth show
That innocence is tempest proof;
Though surly Nereus frown, my thoughts are calm;
Then strike, Affliction, for thy wounds are balm.That which the world miscalls a jail
A private closet is to me;
Whilst a good... -
When Love with unconfinèd wings
Hovers within my gates,
And by divine Althea brings
To whisper at my grates;
When I lie tangled in her hair
And fettered with her eye,
The birds that wanton in the air
Know no such liberty.When flowing cups pass swiftly round
With no allaying Thames,
Our careless heads... -
Dans la prison qui vous va renfermant,
Votre grande âme agit incessamment,
Et ce divin esprit que rien n'enserre
Vole partout, sans erreur toujours erre,
S'étend, s'élève, et va plus aisément.
Vous parcourez l'un et l'autre élément,
Vous pénétrez jusques au firmament,
Et visitez le ciel, l'onde et la terre
Dans la prison.
Vous ne...