The British Bibliographer, 第 3 卷R. Triphook, 1812 |
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... hath been the plough , Entangled with some care among : The gayn not great the payn enough , Hath made me syng another song . And if I may my song auowe ; No man I craue , to iudge but you . Your Seruant , Thomas Tusser . ¶Concordia ...
... hath been the plough , Entangled with some care among : The gayn not great the payn enough , Hath made me syng another song . And if I may my song auowe ; No man I craue , to iudge but you . Your Seruant , Thomas Tusser . ¶Concordia ...
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... hath wit how to by and to sell : But chopping and chaungeing , may make such a breck , that gone is thy winninges for sauing thy neck . 14. The riche man his bargaines are neuer vnsought , the seller will fynde him he nede not take ...
... hath wit how to by and to sell : But chopping and chaungeing , may make such a breck , that gone is thy winninges for sauing thy neck . 14. The riche man his bargaines are neuer vnsought , the seller will fynde him he nede not take ...
第 19 頁
... hath sent : he sendeth it thee , for the selfe same entent . 97. Reape well , scatter not , gather cleane that is shorne : binde fast , shock a pase , pay the tenth of thy corne . Lode salfe , carry home , lose no time , being faier ...
... hath sent : he sendeth it thee , for the selfe same entent . 97. Reape well , scatter not , gather cleane that is shorne : binde fast , shock a pase , pay the tenth of thy corne . Lode salfe , carry home , lose no time , being faier ...
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... hath resign'd ; in clay his carcas lies . O ruth ! he is bereft , that , whilst he lived here , For poets pen & passinge wit could have no English peere . His vaine in verse was such , so stately eke his stile , His fate in forging ...
... hath resign'd ; in clay his carcas lies . O ruth ! he is bereft , that , whilst he lived here , For poets pen & passinge wit could have no English peere . His vaine in verse was such , so stately eke his stile , His fate in forging ...
第 ix 頁
... hath clawde me with his crouche , And lusty life * away she leapes , as there had bene none such . My Muse doth not delight me as she dyd before , My hand & pen are not in plight , as they have been of yore . For reason me denyes this ...
... hath clawde me with his crouche , And lusty life * away she leapes , as there had bene none such . My Muse doth not delight me as she dyd before , My hand & pen are not in plight , as they have been of yore . For reason me denyes this ...
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第 61 頁 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
第 216 頁 - COME live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills and fields, Woods or steepy mountain yields.
第 154 頁 - 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 218 頁 - 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 vii 頁 - 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 92 頁 - 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 217 頁 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
第 28 頁 - ... 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 92 頁 - 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.
第 92 頁 - It is a yea, it is a nay ; A pretty kind of sporting fray ; It is a thing will soon away ; Then, nymphs, take 'vantage while ye may ; And this is love, as I hear say.