Melodies and Madrigals: Mostly from the Old English Poets |
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MELODIES & MADRIGALS MOSTLY FR <span dir=ltr>Richard Henry 1825-1903 Stoddard, Ed</span> لا تتوفر معاينة - 2016 |
MELODIES & MADRIGALS MOSTLY FR <span dir=ltr>Richard Henry 1825-1903 Stoddard</span> لا تتوفر معاينة - 2016 |
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
arms beauty beſt birds breath bright bring cheek dare dead dear death delight doth drink Earth eyes face fair fall fear field fing fire firſt flowers give gold golden gone grace grave green grief grow hair hand happy Hark haſt hath head hear heart heaven HENRY HERRICK hope hour John keep kind kings kiss lady laſt leave light lips live look love thee Love's lovers MADRIGALS mall meet merry mind morn moſt move muſt never night once pity play poor pretty queen reſt rich rise ROBERT roses round ſhall ſhe ſing smile SONG sorrow soul sound speak Spring ſtay ſtill sweet tears tell thee thine things THOMAS thou thought true unto WALLER weep WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wilt wind wine wings young
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الصفحة 70 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
الصفحة 154 - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a...
الصفحة 59 - Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white, O so soft, O so sweet is she!
الصفحة 104 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
الصفحة 106 - ON A GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
الصفحة 114 - 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.
الصفحة 116 - 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. 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...
الصفحة 24 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
الصفحة 161 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
الصفحة 28 - 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.