Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1854 - 268 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة iv
... dancing through his comedies , full of riotous animal spirits soaring to the height of all manner of extrava- gance , and admirably suited to ventilate the profligacy of the day ; but for the most part they are either unfit for extract ...
... dancing through his comedies , full of riotous animal spirits soaring to the height of all manner of extrava- gance , and admirably suited to ventilate the profligacy of the day ; but for the most part they are either unfit for extract ...
الصفحة 51
... dance He falls in a trance , To see his black - brown lass not buss him , And then whines out for death to untruss him . COMPLAINT AGAINST LOVE . 0 CRUEL Love , on thee I lay My curse , which shall strike blind the day ; Never may sleep ...
... dance He falls in a trance , To see his black - brown lass not buss him , And then whines out for death to untruss him . COMPLAINT AGAINST LOVE . 0 CRUEL Love , on thee I lay My curse , which shall strike blind the day ; Never may sleep ...
الصفحة 52
... dance in Wine nothing shall cost ye ; Nor huge fires to roast ye ; Then soberly let us be led . your head . Const . Come , my brown bills , we'll roar , Bounce loud at tavern door . Omnes . And in the morning steal all to bed . * The ...
... dance in Wine nothing shall cost ye ; Nor huge fires to roast ye ; Then soberly let us be led . your head . Const . Come , my brown bills , we'll roar , Bounce loud at tavern door . Omnes . And in the morning steal all to bed . * The ...
الصفحة 53
... . Is any one undone by fire , And turned to ashes by desire ? Did ever any lady weep , Being cheated of her golden sleep * Sports , dances , pastimes . Stolen by sick thoughts ? -the pirate's found , And JOHN LYLY . 53 ENDYMION GALATHEA.
... . Is any one undone by fire , And turned to ashes by desire ? Did ever any lady weep , Being cheated of her golden sleep * Sports , dances , pastimes . Stolen by sick thoughts ? -the pirate's found , And JOHN LYLY . 53 ENDYMION GALATHEA.
الصفحة 54
... dancing wear out night and day ; The bagpipe's drone his hum lays by , When Pan sounds up his minstrelsy ; His minstrelsy , O base ! This quill , Which at my mouth with wind I fill , Puts me in mind , though her I miss , That still my ...
... dancing wear out night and day ; The bagpipe's drone his hum lays by , When Pan sounds up his minstrelsy ; His minstrelsy , O base ! This quill , Which at my mouth with wind I fill , Puts me in mind , though her I miss , That still my ...
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Ascribed to Fletcher ballad beauty Ben Jonson birds blessed boys breath bright charm chaste comedy crown Cuckoo Cupid dance death dost doth DRAMATISTS drink Dyce Edition eyes fair fairy fear fire flowers fool give golden grace green Hark hast hath head heart heaven Hecate heigh Here's Heywood hither honour Hymen JASPER MAYNE Jonson king kiss lady laugh live love's lovers lullaby lusty maid merrily merry Middleton ne'er never NICHOLAS UDALL night nonny nymph Octavo Patient Grissell PHILIP MASSINGER pity play poems poet pretty printed 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 101 - 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 202 - 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 90 - 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 217 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
الصفحة 141 - 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.
الصفحة 79 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
الصفحة 92 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
الصفحة 94 - 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 98 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
الصفحة 85 - 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.