The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to Shirley |
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The epoch of Italian influence upon English song — of that influence which first
made itself felt in the verses of Surrey and Wyatt , and was not fairly quenched by
the influence of France until the Restoration - falls naturally into two parts ; two ...
The epoch of Italian influence upon English song — of that influence which first
made itself felt in the verses of Surrey and Wyatt , and was not fairly quenched by
the influence of France until the Restoration - falls naturally into two parts ; two ...
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How falls it , then , we no merrier been , Ylike as others , girt in gaudy green ? Our
blanket liveries been all too sad For thilke same season , when all is yclad With
pleasaunce ; the ground with grass , the woods With green leaves , the bushes ...
How falls it , then , we no merrier been , Ylike as others , girt in gaudy green ? Our
blanket liveries been all too sad For thilke same season , when all is yclad With
pleasaunce ; the ground with grass , the woods With green leaves , the bushes ...
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The bridal of the earth and sky , – The dew shall weep thy fall to - night ; For thou
must die . Sweet rose , whose hue , angry and brave , Bids the rash gazer wipe
his eye , Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of ...
The bridal of the earth and sky , – The dew shall weep thy fall to - night ; For thou
must die . Sweet rose , whose hue , angry and brave , Bids the rash gazer wipe
his eye , Thy root is ever in its grave , And thou must die . Sweet spring , full of ...
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And she that hath the sweetest voice , Tell her I will not change my choice ; Yet
still methinks I see her frown ! Ye pretty wantons warble . O fly ! make haste ! see ,
see , she falls Into a pretty slumber ! Sing round about her rosy bed That waking ...
And she that hath the sweetest voice , Tell her I will not change my choice ; Yet
still methinks I see her frown ! Ye pretty wantons warble . O fly ! make haste ! see ,
see , she falls Into a pretty slumber ! Sing round about her rosy bed That waking ...
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And we will sit upon the rocks , And see the shepherds feed their flocks By
shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals . And I will make
thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies ; A cap of flowers , and a kirtle
...
And we will sit upon the rocks , And see the shepherds feed their flocks By
shallow rivers to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals . And I will make
thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies ; A cap of flowers , and a kirtle
...
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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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