The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to ShirleyArthur Quiller-Couch Methuen, 1895 - 382 من الصفحات |
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... swain- COR . Had my lovely one , my lovely one , Been in Ida plain- PHYL . Cynthia Endymion had refused , Preferring , preferring My Corydon to play withal . COR . The Queen of Love had been excused Bequeathing , bequeathing My Phyllida ...
... swain- COR . Had my lovely one , my lovely one , Been in Ida plain- PHYL . Cynthia Endymion had refused , Preferring , preferring My Corydon to play withal . COR . The Queen of Love had been excused Bequeathing , bequeathing My Phyllida ...
الصفحة 45
... swain Joan strokes a syllabub or twain ; The fields and gardens were beset With tulip , crocus , violet ; And now , though late the modest rose Did more than half a blush disclose , Thus all look'd gay and full of cheer To welcome the ...
... swain Joan strokes a syllabub or twain ; The fields and gardens were beset With tulip , crocus , violet ; And now , though late the modest rose Did more than half a blush disclose , Thus all look'd gay and full of cheer To welcome the ...
الصفحة 51
... swain ? His flocks are folded , he comes home at night , As merry as a king in his delight ; And merrier too ; For kings bethink then what the state require , Where shepherds careless carol by the fire : Ah then , ah then , If country ...
... swain ? His flocks are folded , he comes home at night , As merry as a king in his delight ; And merrier too ; For kings bethink then what the state require , Where shepherds careless carol by the fire : Ah then , ah then , If country ...
الصفحة 52
... swain ? Upon his couch of straw he sleeps as sound As doth a king upon his beds of down ; More sounder too ; For cares cause kings full oft their sleep to spill , Where weary shepherds lie and snort their fill : Ah then , ah then , If ...
... swain ? Upon his couch of straw he sleeps as sound As doth a king upon his beds of down ; More sounder too ; For cares cause kings full oft their sleep to spill , Where weary shepherds lie and snort their fill : Ah then , ah then , If ...
الصفحة 66
... swain , Who's yonder in the valley set ? O , it is she , whose sweets do stain The lily , rose , the violet ! Why doth the sun against his kind Stay his bright chariot in the skies ? He pauseth , almost stricken blind With gazing on her ...
... swain , Who's yonder in the valley set ? O , it is she , whose sweets do stain The lily , rose , the violet ! Why doth the sun against his kind Stay his bright chariot in the skies ? He pauseth , almost stricken blind With gazing on her ...
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Anon ANTHONY HOPE Author babe Baring Gould beauty birds Book of Airs bright Buckram Campion Corydon Crown 8vo cuckoo dear death delight dost doth E. F. BENSON earth England's Helicon English eyes fair fairy-queen fear flowers GILBERT PARKER GORDON BROWNE grace green Greensleeves grief H. C. BEECHING hath heart heaven heavenly Heigh Herrick honour JOHN KEBLE Jonson king kiss Lady leave light lips live look Lord Love's lovers lullaby Madrigals maid merry MESSRS METHUEN'S LIST mind morn never night nonny pity pleasure poem praise pretty Prisoner of Zenda Queen Raleigh rose Shakespeare shepherd sighs sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spring stanzas story swain tears Tereu thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought true love unto verse volume W. E. HENLEY W. G. COLLINGWOOD wanton weep wilt thou wind winter youth
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الصفحة 277 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
الصفحة 22 - When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds, of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight ; The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he :Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
الصفحة 19 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
الصفحة 116 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
الصفحة 144 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
الصفحة 15 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying : And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying.
الصفحة 105 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
الصفحة 123 - Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
الصفحة 41 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
الصفحة 109 - 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. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.