Rare Poems of the 16th and 17th CentWm. J. Linton 1883 - 264 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة xvii
... DEAD DESIRE HOPELESS DESIRE NATURAL COMPARISONS IN PRAISE OF THE SUN BEGGARS ' SONG · IF WRONG BY FORCE page 213 . 214 215 216 - 217 218 WIT'S RECREATIONS 1654 ON A BEAUTIFUL VIRGIN 219 ON CHLORIS WALKING IN THE SNOW 220 ON HIS MISTRESS ...
... DEAD DESIRE HOPELESS DESIRE NATURAL COMPARISONS IN PRAISE OF THE SUN BEGGARS ' SONG · IF WRONG BY FORCE page 213 . 214 215 216 - 217 218 WIT'S RECREATIONS 1654 ON A BEAUTIFUL VIRGIN 219 ON CHLORIS WALKING IN THE SNOW 220 ON HIS MISTRESS ...
الصفحة 33
... dead with daily smart . PHILOMELA WHEN May is in his prime and youthful Spring Doth clothe the tree with leaves and ground with flowers , And time of year reviveth every thing , And lovely Nature smiles , and nothing lours , Then ...
... dead with daily smart . PHILOMELA WHEN May is in his prime and youthful Spring Doth clothe the tree with leaves and ground with flowers , And time of year reviveth every thing , And lovely Nature smiles , and nothing lours , Then ...
الصفحة 36
... dead : Therefore sigh as you sing ! Here lie his primer and his beads His bent bow and his arrows keen ; His good sword and his holy cross : Now cast on flowers fresh and green ! And , as they fall , shed tears and say Well , well - a ...
... dead : Therefore sigh as you sing ! Here lie his primer and his beads His bent bow and his arrows keen ; His good sword and his holy cross : Now cast on flowers fresh and green ! And , as they fall , shed tears and say Well , well - a ...
الصفحة 40
... do I love ? O no , I do but talk ; What , shall I die for love ? O no , not so ; What , am I dead ? O no , my tongue doth walk : Come kiss , Carmela ! and confound my woe ! CARMELA Even with this kiss , as once my father 40 GREENE.
... do I love ? O no , I do but talk ; What , shall I die for love ? O no , not so ; What , am I dead ? O no , my tongue doth walk : Come kiss , Carmela ! and confound my woe ! CARMELA Even with this kiss , as once my father 40 GREENE.
الصفحة 67
... Join lip to lip , and try ! Each suck the other's breath , And whilst our tongues perplexed lie Let who will think us dead , or wish our death . SONG OF SATYRS A CATCH BUZZ ! quoth the Blue JONSON 67 JONSON continued BEGGING ANOTHER.
... Join lip to lip , and try ! Each suck the other's breath , And whilst our tongues perplexed lie Let who will think us dead , or wish our death . SONG OF SATYRS A CATCH BUZZ ! quoth the Blue JONSON 67 JONSON continued BEGGING ANOTHER.
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
adieu AMETAS Anthony Munday barley-break beauty beauty's beggars bel ami bright CARMELA CLORINDA CORYDON Cynthia dainty DAMON dare dear death delight desire Diana disdain doth earth Ellis England's Helicon EPITHALAMIUM eyes fair faith Fancy fear fire flame flowers Folly Fortune golden golden morning breaks grace grief hast hath heart heaven hope joys keep kiss Lady light lips live Loue love anew love true Love's lover Lycoris MADRIGALS methinks mind mirth Mistress N'oserez-vous ne'er never night nought Nymphs pain PHILISTUS Phillada flouts PHILLIDA play pleasure poems poet poor praise pride RICHARD BROME scorn shepherd shine sigh sight sing sleep smile SONG Sonnets sorrow soul Spring stanza stars stay sweet Love tears thee thine thing THOMAS NABBES thou dost Thou lovest amiss Thou must begin thoughts three Ravens TOTTEL'S MISCELLANY tree true love unto untrue Love virtue weep
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الصفحة 112 - 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 look'd like the great collar, just, About our young colt's neck. Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice stole in and out...
الصفحة 202 - THERE is a Lady sweet and kind, Was never face so pleased my mind; I did but see her passing by, And yet I love her till I die.
الصفحة 42 - Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content ; The quiet mind is richer than a crown ; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent ; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown : Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes 6ft do miss.
الصفحة 16 - Only joy, now here you are, Fit to hear and ease my care; Let my whispering voice obtain Sweet reward for sharpest pain; Take me to thee, and thee to me. "No, no, no, no, my dear, let be.
الصفحة 87 - Hark, now everything is still, The screech-owl and the whistler shrill Call upon our dame aloud, And bid her quickly don her shroud...
الصفحة 36 - As fresh as bin the flowers in May, And of my love my roundelay, My merry, merry, merry roundelay, Concludes with Cupid's curse, — They that do change old love for new, Pray Gods they change for worse ! Ambo simul They that do change, etc.
الصفحة 182 - Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heaven's sun doth gently waste! But my sun's heavenly eyes, View not your weeping, That now lies sleeping Softly, now softly lies Sleeping.
الصفحة 56 - tis my outward soul, Viceroy to that, which then to heaven being gone, Will leave this to control, And keep these limbs, her provinces, from dissolution.
الصفحة 131 - Yet this is she whose chaster laws The wanton Love shall one day fear, And, under her command severe, See his bow broke and ensigns torn. Happy, who can Appease this virtuous enemy of man!
الصفحة 91 - TO DAISIES, NOT TO SHUT SO SOON SHUT not so soon ; the dull-eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light, Or to seal up the sun. No marigolds yet closed are, — No shadows great appear ; Nor doth the early shepherd's star Shine like a spangle here. Stay but till my Julia close Her life-begetting eye, And let the whole world then dispose Itself to live or die.