Songs of England. The book of English songs, ed. by C. MackayCharles Mackay Houlston & Wright, 65, Paternoster row, 1857 - 319 pagini |
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Pagina xv
... Passion's dream When raging Love with extreme pain When to Old England I come home When this old Cap was new • When ' tis Night , and the Midwatch come When we two parted in Silence and Tears When whispering strains do softly steal When ...
... Passion's dream When raging Love with extreme pain When to Old England I come home When this old Cap was new • When ' tis Night , and the Midwatch come When we two parted in Silence and Tears When whispering strains do softly steal When ...
Pagina 19
... passion , in all ages and in all languages , has ever been the most prolific source of songs . The hope and fear - the joy and sorrow - the quarrels and reconciliation - the guilt and remorse - and even the hatred of lovers , -have all ...
... passion , in all ages and in all languages , has ever been the most prolific source of songs . The hope and fear - the joy and sorrow - the quarrels and reconciliation - the guilt and remorse - and even the hatred of lovers , -have all ...
Pagina 20
... with thoughts and ex- pressions scarcely fitting in a Greek or a Roman , but utterly unsuited to the realities of passion in a land and among a people that were not heathen . Towards the end of the 20 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS .
... with thoughts and ex- pressions scarcely fitting in a Greek or a Roman , but utterly unsuited to the realities of passion in a land and among a people that were not heathen . Towards the end of the 20 SONGS OF THE AFFECTIONS .
Pagina 38
... passion did them move ; Once did I hope , straight fear again , - And then I was in love . Once did I waking spend the night , And told how many minutes move ; Once did I wishing waste the day , — And then I was in love . Once , by my ...
... passion did them move ; Once did I hope , straight fear again , - And then I was in love . Once did I waking spend the night , And told how many minutes move ; Once did I wishing waste the day , — And then I was in love . Once , by my ...
Pagina 41
... passion understood By your weak accents , -what's your praise When Philomel her voice shall raise ? So when my mistress shall be seen , In sweetness of her looks and mind , By virtue first , then choice a queen , Tell me if she was not ...
... passion understood By your weak accents , -what's your praise When Philomel her voice shall raise ? So when my mistress shall be seen , In sweetness of her looks and mind , By virtue first , then choice a queen , Tell me if she was not ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
Abraham Newland ancient Bacchus ballads beauty born boys brave British grenadiers CHARLES DIBDIN CHARLES MACKAY charms chase cheer cold Crazy Jane cuckoo dance delight died doth drink England English melody eyes fair fear foes glee glory Hark Harry Carey hath heart Hearts of oak heav'n his soul heaven High trolollie hope horn hounds hunting JOHN jolly king kiss'd ladies land lass leather bottèl live Lord lover maid merrily merry mind morn music by Dr ne'er never night o'er old cap pleasure Poetry poor popular praise R. B. SHERIDAN Richmond Hill round row row Rule Britannia sail sailor ship sigh sing smile soldiers song Spanish Armada sport stanzas sung sweet Tally-ho tears tell thee There's thine Thomas Campbell thou true-love Twas Vicar of Bray wine wish in heav'n youth
Pasaje populare
Pagina 55 - TELL ME NOT, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Pagina 202 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast ; And bends the gallant mast my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...
Pagina 150 - 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?
Pagina 36 - 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.
Pagina 88 - With coral clasps and amber studs — And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Pagina 67 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Pagina 201 - THE SEA. The Sea ! the Sea ! the open Sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Pagina 146 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Pagina 43 - 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.
Pagina 178 - TOLL for the brave! The brave that are no more ! All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset ; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.