The Poets of the Elizabethan Age: A Selection of Their Most Celebrated Songs and SonnetsSampson Low, Son, & Company, 1862 - 83 páginas |
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... Lie. — Go, Soul, the Body's Guest . — VI CONTENTS. BgBN Pair is my Love Samuel Daniel. 1563. 1503 1542 9 1516 1547 11 1554 1586 12 — — 14 — — 15 1550 1592 IT — — 18 — 1592 19 1562 1593 21 1560 1595 22 1553 1597 20 1553 1598 27 — — 2S ...
... Lie. — Go, Soul, the Body's Guest . — VI CONTENTS. BgBN Pair is my Love Samuel Daniel. 1563. 1503 1542 9 1516 1547 11 1554 1586 12 — — 14 — — 15 1550 1592 IT — — 18 — 1592 19 1562 1593 21 1560 1595 22 1553 1597 20 1553 1598 27 — — 2S ...
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... lie, Is fair Samela ; As fair Aurora in her morning grey, Decked with the ruddy glister of her love, Is fair Samela ; Like lovely Thetis on a calmed day, Whenas her brightness Neptune's fancy move, Shines fair Samela ; Her tresses gold ...
... lie, Is fair Samela ; As fair Aurora in her morning grey, Decked with the ruddy glister of her love, Is fair Samela ; Like lovely Thetis on a calmed day, Whenas her brightness Neptune's fancy move, Shines fair Samela ; Her tresses gold ...
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... lie them still, Or sail secure, with tide and wind at will. And as all those which hear this bird complain Conceive in all her tunes a sweet delight, Without remorse or pitying her pain ; So she, for whom I wail both day and night, Doth ...
... lie them still, Or sail secure, with tide and wind at will. And as all those which hear this bird complain Conceive in all her tunes a sweet delight, Without remorse or pitying her pain ; So she, for whom I wail both day and night, Doth ...
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... lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food ...
... lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food ...
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... youth last, and love still breed Had joys no date, nor age no need, Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee and be thy love. Sir Walter Rai kigh. THE LIE. Go, soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless.
... youth last, and love still breed Had joys no date, nor age no need, Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee and be thy love. Sir Walter Rai kigh. THE LIE. Go, soul, the body's guest, Upon a thankless.
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Términos y frases comunes
awake beauty beds bird BIRDS IN SPRING birth Blame Blessings blood blow breath bright brow cares Christmas cold coming compared courts delight dost doth draw EARLY earth enjoy eyes face fair fall fear field flocks flowers Friend gate George give grace grow hand happy hath head heart heaven hills hither keep kind kings kiss knows leaves less lies light live look love's Lute merry mind mirth morn move nature NEAT never night notes pipe play poor QUEEN reply rest rise rose round season seek Seems seen shades shepherd shows sing sleep SONG SONNET soul sound spare star SUNDAY sweet Tell thee things thou art thou hast thoughts Thy presence tree TRIUMPH tunes Unto wakes warbling what's whole wind winter wish yield young Youth
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Página 45 - Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face, That makes simplicity a grace : Robes loosely flowing, hair as free : Such sweet neglect more taketh me, Than all the adulteries of art ; They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
Página 23 - When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 29 - Tell wit how much it wrangles In tickle points of niceness : Tell wisdom she entangles Herself in over-wiseness : And when they do reply, Straight give them both the lie.
Página 20 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When...
Página 24 - 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.
Página 19 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
Página 46 - 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.
Página 28 - Say to the court, it glows And shines like rotten wood; Say to the church, it shows What's good, and doth no good: If church and court reply, Then give them both the lie. Tell potentates, they live Acting by others' action, Not loved unless they give, Not strong but by affection.
Página 36 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright, 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 sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must...