Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1854 - 268 pagini |
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Pagina 16
... tell how . Tibet . I shrew them that say nay , and that shall not be I. Madge . And I am well content . Tibet . Sing on then by and by . * Mastery , superior skill . No man complaining , Nor other disdaining , For loss 16 SONGS FROM THE ...
... tell how . Tibet . I shrew them that say nay , and that shall not be I. Madge . And I am well content . Tibet . Sing on then by and by . * Mastery , superior skill . No man complaining , Nor other disdaining , For loss 16 SONGS FROM THE ...
Pagina 23
... tell all to you , I shall undo you . Her eye so rolling Each heart controlling ; Her nose not long , Her stode not wrong : Her finger tips So clean she clips ; Her rosy lips , Her cheeks gossips So fair , so ruddy , It axeth study The ...
... tell all to you , I shall undo you . Her eye so rolling Each heart controlling ; Her nose not long , Her stode not wrong : Her finger tips So clean she clips ; Her rosy lips , Her cheeks gossips So fair , so ruddy , It axeth study The ...
Pagina 32
... tell ? Ye are welcome , ye are come well , As heart can wish your coming fell , Your coming glads my heart each dell ! This is welcome ! Wherefore all doubts to relinquish , Your welcome is your best dish . Now as we have in words here ...
... tell ? Ye are welcome , ye are come well , As heart can wish your coming fell , Your coming glads my heart each dell ! This is welcome ! Wherefore all doubts to relinquish , Your welcome is your best dish . Now as we have in words here ...
Pagina 35
... tell yowe trwe not for a c [ r ] ovne of golde ther commethe one syppe within my lyppe whether hyt be newe or olde . backe & syde , & c . good ale & stronge makethe me amonge full joconde & full lyte that ofte I slepe & take no kepe ...
... tell yowe trwe not for a c [ r ] ovne of golde ther commethe one syppe within my lyppe whether hyt be newe or olde . backe & syde , & c . good ale & stronge makethe me amonge full joconde & full lyte that ofte I slepe & take no kepe ...
Pagina 61
... tell me when Love takes least harm ? When swains ' sweet pipes are puffed , and trulls are warm . Melampus , tell me when is love best fed ? When it has sucked the sweet that ease hath bred . Melampus , when is time in love ill spent ...
... tell me when Love takes least harm ? When swains ' sweet pipes are puffed , and trulls are warm . Melampus , tell me when is love best fed ? When it has sucked the sweet that ease hath bred . Melampus , when is time in love ill spent ...
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Ascribed to Fletcher ballad beauty Ben Jonson birds blessed boys breath bright charm chaste comedy crown Cuckoo Cupid dance death dost doth DRAMATISTS drink Dyce Edition eyes fair fairy fear fire flowers fool give golden grace green Hark hast hath head heart heaven Hecate heigh Here's Heywood hither honour Hymen JASPER MAYNE Jonson king kiss lady laugh live love's lovers lullaby lusty maid merrily merry Middleton ne'er never NICHOLAS UDALL night nonny nymph Octavo Patient Grissell PHILIP MASSINGER pity play poems poet pretty printed queen Rosalind round Samela Satyr Shakespeare shepherds shew shine sigh sing sleep song sorrow soul spring sweet tears tell thee thine thing Thomas Heywood THOMAS MIDDLETON Thou art Trilla unto verses wanton weep Whilst William Cartwright WILLIAM HABINGTON WILLIAM ROWLEY willow wind wine Witch youth
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Pagina 101 - 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...
Pagina 202 - 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 90 - 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.
Pagina 217 - 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.
Pagina 141 - 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.
Pagina 79 - 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.
Pagina 92 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Pagina 94 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Pagina 98 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Pagina 85 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.