Musarum Deliciae: Or, the Muses Recreation, Contening Severall Pieces of Poetique Wit by Sr. J.M. and Ja : S. 1656, المجلد 2John Camden, 1817 |
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الصفحة xvi
... Vertue , Milla's 613. Tom's fortune Maid . 151 614. Opus & Vsus 583. On Corydon 151 615. A good Wife . • 584. On a Spanish Soul- 616. Anger · dier · 151 585. Vpon the Asse 586. On Hypocrisie 587. Dæmonum men 617. Vpon Gellia · 151 · 152 ...
... Vertue , Milla's 613. Tom's fortune Maid . 151 614. Opus & Vsus 583. On Corydon 151 615. A good Wife . • 584. On a Spanish Soul- 616. Anger · dier · 151 585. Vpon the Asse 586. On Hypocrisie 587. Dæmonum men 617. Vpon Gellia · 151 · 152 ...
الصفحة xviii
... vertue 181 756. Quæ placuit Domino 721. On Ducus . 182 • 722. Mysus and Mopsa . 182 nupta est Ancilla sodali . 189 723. On Photinus . 182 757. Plagis mitior . • 189 724. On Castriotes 182 725. New Rhetorique 183 726. To some kind ...
... vertue 181 756. Quæ placuit Domino 721. On Ducus . 182 • 722. Mysus and Mopsa . 182 nupta est Ancilla sodali . 189 723. On Photinus . 182 757. Plagis mitior . • 189 724. On Castriotes 182 725. New Rhetorique 183 726. To some kind ...
الصفحة xxvi
... , In the praise of Sack the Queens Picture 461 How the Violets came The vertue of Sack blew . 461 The Answer of Ale to the Challenge of Sack .. Violets in a Ladyes Bosome 462 PAGE PAGE An old Man , to a young Maid xxvi Contents .
... , In the praise of Sack the Queens Picture 461 How the Violets came The vertue of Sack blew . 461 The Answer of Ale to the Challenge of Sack .. Violets in a Ladyes Bosome 462 PAGE PAGE An old Man , to a young Maid xxvi Contents .
الصفحة xxvii
... Vertue improved by suf- The Braggadochio Cap- • 465 On a Maid in love with 465 a Youth blind of one Eye . • 472 465 Love begotten by pitty The Bag of a Bee . • 473 473 tain . • 466 The choice of a Wife 466 A Debtor to his Creditor On a ...
... Vertue improved by suf- The Braggadochio Cap- • 465 On a Maid in love with 465 a Youth blind of one Eye . • 472 465 Love begotten by pitty The Bag of a Bee . • 473 473 tain . • 466 The choice of a Wife 466 A Debtor to his Creditor On a ...
الصفحة 24
... vertue doth consist . 49 . Umbras non certus metuit . Mistrisse Maryna starts to see a frog , A naked rapier or a creeping mouse : To hear a Gun , or barking mastive dog , Or smell Tobacco , that defiles her house , To taste of fish ...
... vertue doth consist . 49 . Umbras non certus metuit . Mistrisse Maryna starts to see a frog , A naked rapier or a creeping mouse : To hear a Gun , or barking mastive dog , Or smell Tobacco , that defiles her house , To taste of fish ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
agen alwayes ask'd asses eares beauty brest Cacus Charidemus costive cryes Cuckold Cupid dare dayes dead death Devill Dick dost doth drink Drusius dy'd e're ears eyes face faire fart fate feare Fencer fire fool Fulia gallant Gentleman give goes Gout grace hand hath head heart heaven hee'l I'le kisse knave Lady liv'd live lov'd lyes maid Mistresse Momus Mopsus Muses ne'r never night nose nought Ovid Phaulo Physitian Plutus Poet poor praise pray Priscus quoth rich rime Sack saith sayes selfe shew sing Sith Skrew soul Souldier speak stay strange sunne sure swears sweet tears tell th'art th'other thee There's thine thing thou art thou hast tongue true turn'd twas twill unto verse Vertue vext Vpon weare weep Welshman wife wine wise woman women wouldst young
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الصفحة 414 - Her lips were red; and one was thin Compared to that was next her chin, Some bee had stung it newly: But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July. Her mouth so small, when she does speak Thou'dst swear her teeth her words did break That they might passage get; But she so handled still the matter They came as good as ours, or better, And are not spent a whit.
الصفحة 472 - Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times, still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
الصفحة 456 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
الصفحة 413 - Her finger was so small the ring Would not stay on, which they did bring; It was too wide a peck: And to say truth (for out it must), It looked like the great collar, just, About our young colt's neck. Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light...
الصفحة 332 - Love is a torment of the mind, A tempest everlasting ; And Jove hath made it of a kind Not well, nor full, nor fasting. Why so...
الصفحة 412 - twould undo him Should he go still so drest. At Course-a-park, without all doubt, He should have first been taken out By all the maids i' th' town: Though lusty Roger there had been, Or little George upon the green, Or Vincent of the Crown. But wot you what? The youth was going To make an end of all his wooing; The parson for him...
الصفحة 413 - Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light. But oh ! she dances such a way, No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
الصفحة 414 - Her lips were red, and one was thin ; Compared to that was next her chin, Some bee had stung it newly ; But Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze, Than on the sun in July.
الصفحة 446 - Your banish'd servant trouble you ; For if I break, you may mistrust The vow I made — to love you too.
الصفحة 324 - I wish her store Of worth may leave her poor Of wishes; and I wish — no more. Now, if Time knows That Her, whose radiant brows Weave them a garland of my vows; Her...