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第57页 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
第150页 - I'll make you fast it for your sin, I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
第214页 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten: In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
第v页 - Love in my bosom like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast, My kisses are his daily feast; And yet he robs me of my rest: Ah, wanton, will ye?
第88页 - A thing that creeps, it cannot go, A prize that passeth to and fro, A thing for one, a thing for moe, And he that proves shall find it so : And, shepherd, this is Love, I trow.
第213页 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
第24页 - ... bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her ; The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, The cool streams ran beside her My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye To see what was forbidden : But better memory said, fie...
第88页 - Yet what is love, I prithee say ? Fau. It is a work on holiday ; It is December matched with May, When lusty bloods, in fresh array, Hear ten months after of the play ; And this is love as I hear say.