The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to ShirleyArthur Quiller-Couch Methuen, 1895 - 382 Seiten |
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... falls naturally into two parts ; two great creative days with no night between , -for the twilight in which Shirley sang was already trembling with the dawn of Milton . The lyrics in this volume are flowers of the first and incomparably ...
... falls naturally into two parts ; two great creative days with no night between , -for the twilight in which Shirley sang was already trembling with the dawn of Milton . The lyrics in this volume are flowers of the first and incomparably ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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... falls Into a pretty slumber ! Sing round about her rosy bed That waking she may wonder : Say to her , ' tis her lover true That sendeth love to you , to you ; And when you hear her kind reply , Return with pleasant warblings . T ...
... falls Into a pretty slumber ! Sing round about her rosy bed That waking she may wonder : Say to her , ' tis her lover true That sendeth love to you , to you ; And when you hear her kind reply , Return with pleasant warblings . T ...
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... 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 Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle . A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty ...
... 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 Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle . A gown made of the finest wool Which from our pretty ...
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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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Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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?
Seite 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 105 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Seite 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...
Seite 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.
Seite 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.