Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1854 - 268 頁 |
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第 50 頁
... hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings , t The morn not waking till she sings . * This exquisite little song is printed in Percy's Reliques . † Hark , hark ! the lark at heaven's gate ...
... hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings , t The morn not waking till she sings . * This exquisite little song is printed in Percy's Reliques . † Hark , hark ! the lark at heaven's gate ...
第 54 頁
... hear What he's to trust to . Boy , give ear ! MIDAS . 1592 . APOLLO'S SONG OF DAPHNE . MY Daphne's hair is twisted gold , Bright stars a - piece her eyes do hold , My Daphne's brow enthrones the graces , My Daphne's beauty stains all ...
... hear What he's to trust to . Boy , give ear ! MIDAS . 1592 . APOLLO'S SONG OF DAPHNE . MY Daphne's hair is twisted gold , Bright stars a - piece her eyes do hold , My Daphne's brow enthrones the graces , My Daphne's beauty stains all ...
第 68 頁
... hear birds tune this merry lay , aye Cuckoo , jug , jug , pu we , to witta woo . The fields breathe sweet , the daisies kiss our feet , Young lovers meet , old wives a sunning sit , In every street these tunes our ears do greet , Cuckoo ...
... hear birds tune this merry lay , aye Cuckoo , jug , jug , pu we , to witta woo . The fields breathe sweet , the daisies kiss our feet , Young lovers meet , old wives a sunning sit , In every street these tunes our ears do greet , Cuckoo ...
第 70 頁
... hear What vain art can reply ; I am sick , I must die . Lord have mercy on us ! Haste therefore each degree To welcome destiny : Heaven is our heritage , Earth but a player's stage . Mount we unto the sky ; I am sick , I must die . Lord ...
... hear What vain art can reply ; I am sick , I must die . Lord have mercy on us ! Haste therefore each degree To welcome destiny : Heaven is our heritage , Earth but a player's stage . Mount we unto the sky ; I am sick , I must die . Lord ...
第 88 頁
... hear ; your true love's coming , That can sing both high and low : Trip no further , pretty sweeting ; Journeys end in lovers ' meeting , Every wise man's son doth know . What is love ? ' tis not hereafter ; Present mirth hath present ...
... hear ; your true love's coming , That can sing both high and low : Trip no further , pretty sweeting ; Journeys end in lovers ' meeting , Every wise man's son doth know . What is love ? ' tis not hereafter ; Present mirth hath present ...
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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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第 101 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 202 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 90 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 217 頁 - 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.
第 141 頁 - 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.
第 79 頁 - 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.
第 92 頁 - 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...
第 94 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 98 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 85 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.