Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1854 - 268页 |
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... keep the less thy soul in , Which rangeth forth beyond controlling Whilst thou hast nought to do but trolling Be merry , friends ! ] Be merry in God , saint Paul saith plain , And yet , saith he , be merry again ; Since whose advice is ...
... keep the less thy soul in , Which rangeth forth beyond controlling Whilst thou hast nought to do but trolling Be merry , friends ! ] Be merry in God , saint Paul saith plain , And yet , saith he , be merry again ; Since whose advice is ...
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... keep my girl at school ! She hath wandered to and fro , Further than a maid should go : Shall she never , while she lives , make me more a fool . LOVE IN PERPLEXITY . Na silent shade , as I sat a sunning , IN There I heard a maid ...
... keep my girl at school ! She hath wandered to and fro , Further than a maid should go : Shall she never , while she lives , make me more a fool . LOVE IN PERPLEXITY . Na silent shade , as I sat a sunning , IN There I heard a maid ...
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... keep me from burning , Make not my glad cause cause of mourning . Let not my beauty's fire Inflame unstayed desire , Nor pierce any bright eye That wandereth lightly . ROBERT GREENE . 1560-1592 . [ THE bulk of Greene's dramatic works ...
... keep me from burning , Make not my glad cause cause of mourning . Let not my beauty's fire Inflame unstayed desire , Nor pierce any bright eye That wandereth lightly . ROBERT GREENE . 1560-1592 . [ THE bulk of Greene's dramatic works ...
第69页
... keep us warm . Long banished must we live from our friends : This low - built house will bring us to our ends . From winter , plague and pestilence , good lord , deliver us ! APPROACHING DEATH . ADIEU ; farewell earth's bliss , This ...
... keep us warm . Long banished must we live from our friends : This low - built house will bring us to our ends . From winter , plague and pestilence , good lord , deliver us ! APPROACHING DEATH . ADIEU ; farewell earth's bliss , This ...
第77页
... keep my name uublotted . A virtuous life in maid and wife , The Spirit of God commends it ; Accursed he for ever be , That seeks with shame to offend it . ' With that she rose like nimble roe , The tender grass scarce bending , * And ...
... keep my name uublotted . A virtuous life in maid and wife , The Spirit of God commends it ; Accursed he for ever be , That seeks with shame to offend it . ' With that she rose like nimble roe , The tender grass scarce bending , * And ...
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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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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页 - 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.