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Lighten forth smiles to clear the clouded air , And calm the tempest which my
sighs do raise ; Pity and smiles do best become the fair ; Pity and smiles must
only yield the praise . Make me to say when all my griefs are gone , Happy the
heart ...
Lighten forth smiles to clear the clouded air , And calm the tempest which my
sighs do raise ; Pity and smiles do best become the fair ; Pity and smiles must
only yield the praise . Make me to say when all my griefs are gone , Happy the
heart ...
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... apace , apace ; Honest labour bears a lovely face ; Then hey nonny nonny -
hey nonny nonny ! T . Dekker . LVII THE COUNTRY ' S RECREATIONS
QUIVERING fears , heart - tearing cares , Anxious sighs , untimely tears , Fly , fly
to courts !
... apace , apace ; Honest labour bears a lovely face ; Then hey nonny nonny -
hey nonny nonny ! T . Dekker . LVII THE COUNTRY ' S RECREATIONS
QUIVERING fears , heart - tearing cares , Anxious sighs , untimely tears , Fly , fly
to courts !
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All thy sands , silver Trent , Down to the Humber , The sighs that I have spent
Never can number . On thy bank , In a rank , Let thy swans sing her , And with
their music Along let them bring her . M . Drayton , LXVII PERIGOT AND WILLY '
S ...
All thy sands , silver Trent , Down to the Humber , The sighs that I have spent
Never can number . On thy bank , In a rank , Let thy swans sing her , And with
their music Along let them bring her . M . Drayton , LXVII PERIGOT AND WILLY '
S ...
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More we enjoy it , more it dies ; If not enjoy ' d , it sighing criesHeigh ho ! Love is a
torment of the mind , A tempest everlasting ; And Jove hath made it of a kind Not
well , nor full , nor fasting . Why so ? HEY , DOWN A DOWN 79 More we enjoy it ...
More we enjoy it , more it dies ; If not enjoy ' d , it sighing criesHeigh ho ! Love is a
torment of the mind , A tempest everlasting ; And Jove hath made it of a kind Not
well , nor full , nor fasting . Why so ? HEY , DOWN A DOWN 79 More we enjoy it ...
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HEY , DOWN A DOWN 79 More we enjoy it , more it dies ; If not enjoy ' d , it
sighing criesHeigh ho ! S . Daniel . LXXXII HEY , DOWN A DOWN Hey , down a
down ! ' did Dian sing Amongst her virgins sitting ; * Than love there is no vainer
thing ...
HEY , DOWN A DOWN 79 More we enjoy it , more it dies ; If not enjoy ' d , it
sighing criesHeigh ho ! S . Daniel . LXXXII HEY , DOWN A DOWN Hey , down a
down ! ' did Dian sing Amongst her virgins sitting ; * Than love there is no vainer
thing ...
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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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