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The Poets of the Elizabethan Age: A Selection of Their Most Celebrated Songs ... Elizabethan age Visualização integral - 1862 |
The Poets of the Elizabethan Age: A Selection of Their Most Celebrated Songs ... Elizabethan age Visualização integral - 1862 |
The Poets of the Elizabethan Age: A Selection of Their Most Celebrated Songs ... Visualização integral - 1866 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
beauty bird Blame blow blush break breath bright brow cares CHRISTMAS cold compared daffodils darts delight doth draw E. M. WIMPERIS EARLY earth eyes face fair Samela fall fear field flocks flowers fool GEORGE give grace green hand happy hast hath head heart heaven Heigh HENRY hill hither icicles hang JOHN judge JULIAN PORTCH kiss leaves light live look LOVE'S Lute merry mind morning move nature needs never night NYMPH pale PASSIONATE play pleasures poor QUEEN reply rest rise ROBERT rose season Seek SERVILE shepherd shine sing sleep songs SONNET soon soul sound spite spring star summer sweet Tell thee things thou thou art thought tree tunes unto waking wealth WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wind winter wish wrathful yields young Youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 29 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy-buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, — All these in me no means can move To come to thee and be thy Love.
Página 14 - A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold; A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Página 29 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 29 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Página 2 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs : The hart hath hung his old head on the pale ; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Página 3 - Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw; 0 make in me those civil wars to cease; 1 will good tribute pay, if thou do so. Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed, A chamber deaf to noise and blind to light, A rosy garland and a weary head; And if -these things, as being thine by right, Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me, Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see.
Página 2 - COME, sleep ; O sleep ! the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release, The indifferent judge between the high and low ; With shield of proof, shield me from out the prease Of those fierce darts despair at me doth throw.
Página 29 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
Página 54 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Página 7 - Moon, thou climb'st the skies; How silently, and with how wan a face; What, may it be that even in...