Excerpta Tudoriana; or, Extracts from Elizabethan literature, with a critical preface by sir E. Brydges. 2 vols. [issued in 7 nos. With the wrappers].


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第63页 - Then she made the shepherd call All the heavens to witness truth, Never loved a truer youth. Thus with many a pretty oath, Yea and nay, and faith and troth, Such as silly shepherds use, When they will not love abuse, Love, which had been long deluded, Was with kisses sweet concluded: And Phillida with garlands gay, Was made the Lady of the May.
第96页 - My mind to me a kingdom is ; Such perfect joy therein I find As far exceeds all earthly bliss That God or nature hath assigned ; Though much I want that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave.
第63页 - Much ado there was, God wot ; He would love and she would not. She said, " Never man was true ; " He said,
第32页 - Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
第96页 - WHAT pleasure have great princes More dainty to their choice, Than herdmen wild, who careless .In quiet life rejoice, And Fortune's fate not fearing Sing sweet in Summer morning. Their dealings plain and rightful Are void of all deceit ; They never know how spiteful It is to kneel and wait On favourite presumptuous Whose pride is vain and sumptuous. All day their flocks each tendeth, At night they take their rest, More quiet than who sendeth His ship into the East, Where gold and pearl are plenty,...
第63页 - SAMELA. Like to Diana in her summer weed, Girt with a crimson robe of brightest dye, Goes fair Samela ; Whiter than be the flocks that straggling feed, When washed by Arethusa faint they lie, Is fair Samela...
第104页 - AH, what is love? It is a pretty thing, -£*- As sweet unto a shepherd as a king; And sweeter too, For kings have cares that wait upon a crown, And cares can make the sweetest love to frown: Ah then, ah then, If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain?
第105页 - His flocks are folded, he comes home at night, As merry as a king in his delight...
第52页 - First shall the heavens want starry light, The seas be robbed of their waves, The day want sun, and sun want bright, The night want shade, the dead men graves, The April, flowers and leaf and tree, Before I false my faith to thee. First shall the tops of highest hills By humble plains be overpried, And poets scorn the Muses...
第63页 - Phillida and Corydon. Much ado there was, God wot, He would love and she would not. She said never man was true, He said, none was false to you.