The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to ShirleyArthur Quiller-Couch Methuen, 1895 - 382 páginas |
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... give Perenna's lips a kiss , And fan her wanton hair : Bring me but one , I'll promise thee , Instead of common showers , Thy wings shall be embalm'd by me , And all beset with flowers . Herrick . PHYLLIDA AND CORYDON 333 XXXIX PHYLLIDA ...
... give Perenna's lips a kiss , And fan her wanton hair : Bring me but one , I'll promise thee , Instead of common showers , Thy wings shall be embalm'd by me , And all beset with flowers . Herrick . PHYLLIDA AND CORYDON 333 XXXIX PHYLLIDA ...
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... harmless lambs are butting one another— 49 Which done , both bleating run , each to his mother ; And wounds are never found , Save what the ploughshare gives the ground . D Here are no false entrapping baits To hasten too -
... harmless lambs are butting one another— 49 Which done , both bleating run , each to his mother ; And wounds are never found , Save what the ploughshare gives the ground . D Here are no false entrapping baits To hasten too -
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... Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe , how short soever : Thou that mak'st a day of night , — Goddess excellently bright . B. Jonson . ANTIQUE COURTSHIP LXXVI THE CHASE ART thou gone in haste 72 1242 THE GOLDEN POMP.
... Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe , how short soever : Thou that mak'st a day of night , — Goddess excellently bright . B. Jonson . ANTIQUE COURTSHIP LXXVI THE CHASE ART thou gone in haste 72 1242 THE GOLDEN POMP.
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... give us up to toil . ULYSSES Delicious Nymph , suppose there were No honour nor report , Yet manliness would scorn to wear The time in idle sport : For toil doth give a better touch To make us feel our joy , And ease finds tediousness ...
... give us up to toil . ULYSSES Delicious Nymph , suppose there were No honour nor report , Yet manliness would scorn to wear The time in idle sport : For toil doth give a better touch To make us feel our joy , And ease finds tediousness ...
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... give down to the wings of night . Days that need borrow No part of their good morrow , From a fore - spent night of sorrow : Days that , in spite Of darkness , by the light Of a clear mind are day all night . G Life that dares send A ...
... give down to the wings of night . Days that need borrow No part of their good morrow , From a fore - spent night of sorrow : Days that , in spite Of darkness , by the light Of a clear mind are day all night . G Life that dares send A ...
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Anon ANTHONY HOPE Author babe Baring Gould beauty birds Book of Airs bright Buckram Campion Corydon Crown 8vo cuckoo dear death delight dost doth E. F. BENSON earth England's Helicon English eyes fair fairy-queen fear flowers GILBERT PARKER GORDON BROWNE grace green Greensleeves grief H. C. BEECHING hath heart heaven heavenly Heigh Herrick honour JOHN KEBLE Jonson king kiss Lady leave light lips live look Lord Love's lovers lullaby Madrigals maid merry MESSRS METHUEN'S LIST mind morn never night nonny pity pleasure poem praise pretty Prisoner of Zenda Queen Raleigh rose Shakespeare shepherd sighs sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spring stanzas story swain tears Tereu thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought true love unto verse volume W. E. HENLEY W. G. COLLINGWOOD wanton weep wilt thou wind winter 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.