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Page 35 - You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having prayed 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.
Page 270 - Come, bring with a noise, My merry, merry boys, The Christmas log to the firing ; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts
Page 28 - From all mischances that may fright Your pleasing slumbers in the night, Mercie secure ye all, and keep The goblin from ye while ye sleep. Past one aclock, and almost two ; My masters all, good day to you.
Page 124 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely Leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er...
Page 103 - SHUT not so soon ; the dull-eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light, Or to seal up the sun. No marigolds yet closed are, No shadows great appear ; Nor doth the early shepherd's star Shine like a spangle here. Stay but till my Julia close Her life-begetting eye ; And let the whole world then dispose Itself to live or die.
Page 247 - A little streame best fits a little Boat ; A little lead best fits a little Float ; As my small Pipe best fits my little note. A little meat best fits a little bellie, As sweetly, Lady, give me leave to tell ye, This little pipkin fits this little Jellie.
Page 213 - Which though well soil'd, yet thou dost know That the best compost for the lands Is the wise master's feet, and hands. There at the plough thou find'st thy team, With a hind whistling there to them : And cheer'st them up, by singing how The kingdom's portion is the plough. This done, then to th...
Page 233 - TO LONDON. FROM the dull confines of the drooping west, To see the day spring from the pregnant east, Ravisht in spirit, I come, nay more, I flie To thee, blest place of my nativitie ! Thus, thus with hallowed foot I touch the ground, With thousand blessings by thy fortune crown'd.