Drinking-songs. Miscellaneous songs. Ancient ballads |
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第 22 頁
Wine will make us red as roses , And our sorrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle
all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking
for us , We are toping off our bowls ; Bacchus joining in the chorus , Death ...
Wine will make us red as roses , And our sorrows quite forget ; Come let's fuddle
all our noses , Drink ourselves quite out of debt . When grim Death comes looking
for us , We are toping off our bowls ; Bacchus joining in the chorus , Death ...
第 64 頁
... cogency than he seems to have supposed ; since about one third of the pieces
, printed as Beaumont's poems , are referable to other writers , though left
undesignated by the editor . ] * Nor yet the delight that comes to the sight 64
DRINKING ...
... cogency than he seems to have supposed ; since about one third of the pieces
, printed as Beaumont's poems , are referable to other writers , though left
undesignated by the editor . ] * Nor yet the delight that comes to the sight 64
DRINKING ...
第 72 頁
Their ale - berries , caudles , and possets each one , And syllabubs made at the
milking - pail , Although they be many , beer comes not in any , But all are
compos'd with a pot of good ale . And , in very deed , the hop's but a weed ,
Brought o'er ...
Their ale - berries , caudles , and possets each one , And syllabubs made at the
milking - pail , Although they be many , beer comes not in any , But all are
compos'd with a pot of good ale . And , in very deed , the hop's but a weed ,
Brought o'er ...
第 159 頁
With a new fashion , when Christmas is come on , With a journey up to London
we must be gone , And leave nobody at home but our new porter John , Who
relieves the poor with a thump on the back with a stone ; Like a young , & c . With
a ...
With a new fashion , when Christmas is come on , With a journey up to London
we must be gone , And leave nobody at home but our new porter John , Who
relieves the poor with a thump on the back with a stone ; Like a young , & c . With
a ...
第 225 頁
The warder look'd from the tower on high , As far as he could see ,• I see a bold
knight , and by his red cross , • He comes from the east country . ' Then loud the
warder blew his horn , And call'd till he was hoarse , • I see a bold knight , and on
...
The warder look'd from the tower on high , As far as he could see ,• I see a bold
knight , and by his red cross , • He comes from the east country . ' Then loud the
warder blew his horn , And call'd till he was hoarse , • I see a bold knight , and on
...
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BALLAD beauty better blessings blow bowl boys brave bring brought cheer comes court crown dear death delight Derry doth drink Earl English eyes fair fall fear fight flowing gallant gave give glass gold gone grace grave hand happy hast hath head hear heart Henry hundred keep kind king lady land leave light live look lord merry mind ne'er never night noble o'er once pass peace Percy pleasure poor present prince queen quoth rest rich rose round seen sing SONG soon sorrow soul stand sure sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought took true unto wife winds wine wise young
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第 137 頁 - Tell fortune of her blindness ; Tell nature of decay; Tell friendship of unkindness ; Tell justice of delay: And if they will reply, Then give them all the lie. Tell arts they have no soundness, But vary by esteeming ; Tell schools they want profoundness, And stand too much on seeming : If arts and schools reply, Give arts and schools the lie. Tell faith it's fled the city; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell manhood shakes off pity ; . Tell virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply, Spare not...
第 162 頁 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
第 135 頁 - Say to the court it glows And shines like rotten wood ; Say to the church it shows What's good, and doth no good: If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. "Tell potentates they live Acting by others' action; Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by a faction: If potentates reply, Give potentates the lie.
第 215 頁 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below, — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow — When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
第 216 頁 - Toll for the brave ! Brave Kempenfelt is gone ; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock.
第 108 頁 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
第 378 頁 - Witness those rings and roundelays Of theirs, which yet remain, Were footed in Queen Mary's days On many a grassy plain; But since of late, Elizabeth And, later, James came in, They never danced on any heath As when the time hath been.
第 19 頁 - Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me and drink as I; Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up: Make the most of life you may, Life is short and wears away. Both alike are mine and thine Hastening quick to their decline: Thine's a summer, mine's no more, Though repeated to threescore. Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one!
第 214 頁 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow...
第 215 頁 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow; When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.