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... Spread forth thy golden hair In larger locks than thou wast wont before , And
Emperor - like decore With diadem of pearl thy temples fair : Chase hence the
ugly night Which serves but to make dear thy glorious light , This is that happy
morn ...
... Spread forth thy golden hair In larger locks than thou wast wont before , And
Emperor - like decore With diadem of pearl thy temples fair : Chase hence the
ugly night Which serves but to make dear thy glorious light , This is that happy
morn ...
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Diaphenia , like to all things blessed When all thy praises are expressed , Dear
joy , how I do love thee ! As the birds do love the spring , Or the bees their careful
king : Then in requite , sweet virgin , love me ! H. Constable . LXIV SAMELA Like
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Diaphenia , like to all things blessed When all thy praises are expressed , Dear
joy , how I do love thee ! As the birds do love the spring , Or the bees their careful
king : Then in requite , sweet virgin , love me ! H. Constable . LXIV SAMELA Like
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Anon , LXXIII THE WAKENING On a time the amorous Silvy Said to her shepherd
, ' Sweet , how do ye ? Kiss me this once and then God be with ye , My sweetest
dear ! Kiss me this once and then God be with ye , For now the morning draweth
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Anon , LXXIII THE WAKENING On a time the amorous Silvy Said to her shepherd
, ' Sweet , how do ye ? Kiss me this once and then God be with ye , My sweetest
dear ! Kiss me this once and then God be with ye , For now the morning draweth
...
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HYMN TO PAN 71 With that , her fairest bosom showing , Op'ning her lips , rich
perfumes blowing , She said , “ Now kiss me and be going , My sweetest dear !
Kiss me this once and then be going , For now the morning draweth near .
HYMN TO PAN 71 With that , her fairest bosom showing , Op'ning her lips , rich
perfumes blowing , She said , “ Now kiss me and be going , My sweetest dear !
Kiss me this once and then be going , For now the morning draweth near .
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FANCY AND DESIRE 81 LXXXIV Thus saith my Chloris bright , When we of love
sit down and talk together :• Beware of Love , dear ; Love is a walking sprite , And
Love is this and that , And , O , I know not what , And comes and goes again I ...
FANCY AND DESIRE 81 LXXXIV Thus saith my Chloris bright , When we of love
sit down and talk together :• Beware of Love , dear ; Love is a walking sprite , And
Love is this and that , And , O , I know not what , And comes and goes again I ...
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Airs Anon ANTHONY HOPE appear Author beauty birds born bright bring Browne called Campion clear College Crown 8vo dear death delight desire doth earth Edition English eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers follow give gone grace green grow hand hast hath hear heart heaven Herrick hope Illustrated Italy John keep kind king kiss Lady leave light lines lips live look Lord lovers lullaby merry mind morn move Nature never night once Page play pleasure poem poor pretty printed rest rose Second seen Shakespeare shepherd sighs sight sing sleep smile song soon soul spring story sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought true unto verse volume wanton weep wind wish youth
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Página 277 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 22 - When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds, of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight ; The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he :Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Página 19 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Página 116 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Página 144 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Página 15 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying : And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying.
Página 105 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Página 123 - Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
Página 41 - 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.
Página 109 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to Shirley |
| Editor | Arthur Quiller-Couch |
| Edición | 2 |
| Editor | Methuen, 1895 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Harvard |
| Digitalizado | 8 Nov. 2007 |
| Largo | 382 páginas |
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