Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell Griffin, Bohn, 1861 - 268 էջ |
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... With richest rays gild every face , And feast hearts with delight . Willow , willow , willow , We chaunt to the skies : And with black and yellow , Give courtship the prize . Now , woe with the willow , and woe with JOHN HEYWOOD . 25.
... With richest rays gild every face , And feast hearts with delight . Willow , willow , willow , We chaunt to the skies : And with black and yellow , Give courtship the prize . Now , woe with the willow , and woe with JOHN HEYWOOD . 25.
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... face who can be weary ? Hoigh my Mistress Mary , I pray you be merry . The hair of your head shineth as the pure gold , Your eyes as glass , and right amiable ; Your smiling countenance , so lovely to behold , To us all is most pleasant ...
... face who can be weary ? Hoigh my Mistress Mary , I pray you be merry . The hair of your head shineth as the pure gold , Your eyes as glass , and right amiable ; Your smiling countenance , so lovely to behold , To us all is most pleasant ...
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... faces , On Daphne's cheek grow rose and cherry , ' But Daphne's lip a sweeter berry ; Daphne's snowy hand but touched does melt , And then no heavenlier warmth is felt ; My Daphne's voice tunes all the spheres , My Daphne's music charms ...
... faces , On Daphne's cheek grow rose and cherry , ' But Daphne's lip a sweeter berry ; Daphne's snowy hand but touched does melt , And then no heavenlier warmth is felt ; My Daphne's voice tunes all the spheres , My Daphne's music charms ...
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... face is called divine . Sing to Phoebus and that throne Of diamonds which he sets upon . Io Peans let us sing To ... faces , And from girls can fetch embraces . By thee our noses swell With sparkling carbuncle . Tapster , drawer . From ...
... face is called divine . Sing to Phoebus and that throne Of diamonds which he sets upon . Io Peans let us sing To ... faces , And from girls can fetch embraces . By thee our noses swell With sparkling carbuncle . Tapster , drawer . From ...
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... face , fraught with disdain , Disdain in love a deadly wound . Wound her , sweet love , so deep again , That she may feel the dying pain Of this unhappy shepherd's swain , And die for love as Colin died , as Colin died . POLYHYMNIA ...
... face , fraught with disdain , Disdain in love a deadly wound . Wound her , sweet love , so deep again , That she may feel the dying pain Of this unhappy shepherd's swain , And die for love as Colin died , as Colin died . POLYHYMNIA ...
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Էջ 105 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Էջ 212 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Էջ 121 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Էջ 147 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Էջ 87 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Էջ 94 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Էջ 227 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate: Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Էջ 83 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Էջ 81 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Էջ 102 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone ; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.