Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1854 - 268 من الصفحات |
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... dead ! For all a green willow is his garland ! She said she did love me , and would love me still , She swore above all men I had her good will ; She said and she swore she would my will fulfil ; The promise all good , the performance ...
... dead ! For all a green willow is his garland ! She said she did love me , and would love me still , She swore above all men I had her good will ; She said and she swore she would my will fulfil ; The promise all good , the performance ...
الصفحة 51
... dead , When in a dance He falls in a trance , To see his black - brown lass not buss him , And then whines out for death to untruss him . 0 COMPLAINT AGAINST LOVE . CRUEL Love , on thee I lay My curse , which shall strike blind the day ...
... dead , When in a dance He falls in a trance , To see his black - brown lass not buss him , And then whines out for death to untruss him . 0 COMPLAINT AGAINST LOVE . CRUEL Love , on thee I lay My curse , which shall strike blind the day ...
الصفحة 52
... dead , As Phaon thou dost me with thy proud eyes , In thee poor Sappho lives , for thee she dies . ENDYMION . 1591 . A NIGHT CATCH . The Pages and the Constables . Watch . STAND ! who goes there ? We charge you appear ' Fore our ...
... dead , As Phaon thou dost me with thy proud eyes , In thee poor Sappho lives , for thee she dies . ENDYMION . 1591 . A NIGHT CATCH . The Pages and the Constables . Watch . STAND ! who goes there ? We charge you appear ' Fore our ...
الصفحة 75
... dead : And so with this persuasion led , Despair doth such a courage give , That nought else can her mind relieve , Nor yet divert her from that thought : To this conclusion all is brought . This is that rest this vain world lends , To ...
... dead : And so with this persuasion led , Despair doth such a courage give , That nought else can her mind relieve , Nor yet divert her from that thought : To this conclusion all is brought . This is that rest this vain world lends , To ...
الصفحة 83
... ; The finch , the sparrow , and the lark , The plain - song cuckoo gray , Whose note full many a man doth mark , And dares not answer , nay . * The blackbird . THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT - THE APPROACH OF THE SHAKESPEARE . 83.
... ; The finch , the sparrow , and the lark , The plain - song cuckoo gray , Whose note full many a man doth mark , And dares not answer , nay . * The blackbird . THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT - THE APPROACH OF THE SHAKESPEARE . 83.
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Ascribed to Fletcher ballad Bartholomew Fair beauty Ben Jonson birds blessed boys breath bright charm chaste comedy Cuckoo Cupid dance death dost doth DRAMATISTS drink Dyce edition eyes fair fairy fear fire flowers fool friends give golden grace green Hark hast hath head heart heaven Hecate heigh Here's Heywood hither honour Hymen JASPER MAYNE king kiss lady laugh live love's lovers lullaby lusty maid merrily merry Middleton ne'er never NICHOLAS UDALL night nonny nymph pain Patient Grissell PHILIP MASSINGER pity play poet pretty purse 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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الصفحة 105 - 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...
الصفحة 212 - 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?
الصفحة 89 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
الصفحة 94 - 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.
الصفحة 89 - 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.
الصفحة 81 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
الصفحة 102 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
الصفحة 81 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who...
الصفحة 98 - 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.
الصفحة 87 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.