Select English Songs and Dialogues of the 16th and 17th Centuries: O death rock me asleep

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XV
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XVIII
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XXI
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XLII
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XLIV
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LIII
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LXI
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Page 3 - ... out the doleful knell, Let the sounde my dethe tell, For I must dye, There is no remedy, For now I dye. My paynes who can expres? Alas! they are so stronge, My dolor will not suffer strength My lyfe for to prolonge : Toll on the passinge bell, &c. Alone, in prison stronge, I wayle my destenye ; Wo worth this cruel hap that I Should taste this miserye. Toll on the passinge bell, &c.
Page 3 - Farewell, my pleasures past, Welcome, my present pain : I feel my torments so increase That life cannot remain. Cease now the passing bell, Rung is my doleful knell ; For the sound my death doth tell. Death doth draw nigh : Sound my end dolefully, For now I die.
Page 29 - O STRIKE the harp in praise of my love, the lonely sunbeam of Dunscaith ! — Strike the harp in praise of Bragela ! — She that I left in the isle of Mist, the spouse of...
Page 4 - With my love my life was nestled In the sum of happiness : From my love my life is wrested To a world of heaviness : O let love my life remove, Since I live not where I love.
Page 28 - Ask me why this Rose doth show All yellow, green, and sickly too ? Ask me why the stalk is weak And yielding each way, yet not break? I must tell you, These discover What doubts and fears are in a Lover. Burns was attracted by Urbani's idea that the air Todlin Home, though the set of 'the first bottle song that ever was composed
Page 10 - What if my mistress now will needs inconstant be ? Wilt thou be then so false in love as well as she? No, no, such falsehood flee though women faithless be. My mistress frowns and swears that now I love her not, The change she finds is that which my despair begot. Despair which is my lot since she all faith forgot.

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