Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1854 - 268 頁 |
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第 28 頁
... spring Watereth the roots of rejoicing , Feeding the flowers of flourishing ; Be merry , friends ! t * In the Roxburghe copy this verse is thus modernized : - If friends be lost , then get thee more ; If wealth be lost , thou still hast ...
... spring Watereth the roots of rejoicing , Feeding the flowers of flourishing ; Be merry , friends ! t * In the Roxburghe copy this verse is thus modernized : - If friends be lost , then get thee more ; If wealth be lost , thou still hast ...
第 29 頁
... spring , In flowers bright and flourishing ; With birds upon the tree or wing , Who in their fashion always sing Be merry , friends ! If that thy doublet has a hole in , Why , it cannot keep the less thy soul in , Which rangeth forth ...
... spring , In flowers bright and flourishing ; With birds upon the tree or wing , Who in their fashion always sing Be merry , friends ! If that thy doublet has a hole in , Why , it cannot keep the less thy soul in , Which rangeth forth ...
第 51 頁
... spring ! Cuckoo to welcome in the spring ! * SAPPHO AND PHAON . 1584 . VULCAN'S SONG . MY shag - hair Cyclops , come , let's ply Our Lemnian hammers lustily . By my wife's sparrows , I swear these arrows , Shall singing fly Through many ...
... spring ! Cuckoo to welcome in the spring ! * SAPPHO AND PHAON . 1584 . VULCAN'S SONG . MY shag - hair Cyclops , come , let's ply Our Lemnian hammers lustily . By my wife's sparrows , I swear these arrows , Shall singing fly Through many ...
第 61 頁
... springs , His feathers [ they ] are pulled from Fortune's wings : Fourth Jealousy in basest minds doth dwell , This metal Vulcan's Cyclops sent from hell . * No copy of this work , apparently a sort of dramatic pastoral , is known to be ...
... springs , His feathers [ they ] are pulled from Fortune's wings : Fourth Jealousy in basest minds doth dwell , This metal Vulcan's Cyclops sent from hell . * No copy of this work , apparently a sort of dramatic pastoral , is known to be ...
第 68 頁
... SPRING . SPRING , the sweet Spring , is the year's pleasant king ; Then blooms each thing , then maids dance in a ring , Cold doth not sting , the pretty birds do sing , Cuckoo , jug , jug , pu we , to witta woo . The palm and may make ...
... SPRING . SPRING , the sweet Spring , is the year's pleasant king ; Then blooms each thing , then maids dance in a ring , Cold doth not sting , the pretty birds do sing , Cuckoo , jug , jug , pu we , to witta woo . The palm and may make ...
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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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第 105 頁 - 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...
第 212 頁 - 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?
第 89 頁 - 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.
第 94 頁 - 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.
第 89 頁 - 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.
第 81 頁 - 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!
第 102 頁 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
第 81 頁 - 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...
第 98 頁 - 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.
第 87 頁 - 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.