The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to Shirley |
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LOSS IN DELAY XV TO THE VIRGINS , TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME 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 . The glorious lamp of heaven , the sun ,
The ...
LOSS IN DELAY XV TO THE VIRGINS , TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME 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 . The glorious lamp of heaven , the sun ,
The ...
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WHEN DAFFODILS BEGIN TO PEER 21 XXIV I must not grieve my Love , whose
eyes would read Lines of delight , whereon her youth might smile ; Flowers have
time before they come to seed , And she is young , and now must sport the while
...
WHEN DAFFODILS BEGIN TO PEER 21 XXIV I must not grieve my Love , whose
eyes would read Lines of delight , whereon her youth might smile ; Flowers have
time before they come to seed , And she is young , and now must sport the while
...
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49 THE COUNTRY ' S RECREATIONS Where strain ' d sardonic smiles are
glozing still , And grief is forced to laugh against her will ; Where mirth ' s but
mummery , And sorrows only real be ! Fly from our country pastimes , fly , Sad
troop of ...
49 THE COUNTRY ' S RECREATIONS Where strain ' d sardonic smiles are
glozing still , And grief is forced to laugh against her will ; Where mirth ' s but
mummery , And sorrows only real be ! Fly from our country pastimes , fly , Sad
troop of ...
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BEAUTY BATHING 69 The Graces naked danced about the place , The winds
and trees amazed With silence on her gazed , The flower did smile , like those
upon her face ; And as their aspen stalks those fingers band , That she might
read my ...
BEAUTY BATHING 69 The Graces naked danced about the place , The winds
and trees amazed With silence on her gazed , The flower did smile , like those
upon her face ; And as their aspen stalks those fingers band , That she might
read my ...
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XCIV COME you pretty false - eyed wanton , Leave your crafty smiling ! Think you
to escape me now With slipp ' ry words beguiling ? No ; you mock ' d me t ' other
day ; When you got loose , you fled away ; But , since I have caught you now , I ...
XCIV COME you pretty false - eyed wanton , Leave your crafty smiling ! Think you
to escape me now With slipp ' ry words beguiling ? No ; you mock ' d me t ' other
day ; When you got loose , you fled away ; But , since I have caught you now , 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.