Ancient Ballads and Songs, Chiefly from Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Works...L. Relfe, 1827 - 250 Seiten |
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... pleasure pleads , And reason keeps poor hope in jail , There time it is to take my beads , And pray that beauty may prevail ; Or else despair will win the field Where reason , hope , and pleasure yield . BYRD'S SONGS . My eyes presume ...
... pleasure pleads , And reason keeps poor hope in jail , There time it is to take my beads , And pray that beauty may prevail ; Or else despair will win the field Where reason , hope , and pleasure yield . BYRD'S SONGS . My eyes presume ...
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... pleasure grows . Oh that I might declare the rest Of all the toys which fancy turns , Like towers of wind within my breast Where fire is hid , that never burns ; Then should I try one of the twain , Either to love , or to disdain . But ...
... pleasure grows . Oh that I might declare the rest Of all the toys which fancy turns , Like towers of wind within my breast Where fire is hid , that never burns ; Then should I try one of the twain , Either to love , or to disdain . But ...
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... oath , The sweet content that gives such humour ease ; And then we say , when we their follies try , To play with fools , oh , what a fool was I ! BYRD'S SONGS . WHAT PLEASURE HAVE GREAT PRINCES . WHAT 10 BYRD'S SONGS .
... oath , The sweet content that gives such humour ease ; And then we say , when we their follies try , To play with fools , oh , what a fool was I ! BYRD'S SONGS . WHAT PLEASURE HAVE GREAT PRINCES . WHAT 10 BYRD'S SONGS .
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Thomas Lyle. BYRD'S SONGS . WHAT PLEASURE HAVE GREAT PRINCES . WHAT pleasure have great princes , More dainty to their choice , Than herdmen wild , who , careless , In quiet life rejoice , And fortune's fate not fearing , Sing sweet in ...
Thomas Lyle. BYRD'S SONGS . WHAT PLEASURE HAVE GREAT PRINCES . WHAT pleasure have great princes , More dainty to their choice , Than herdmen wild , who , careless , In quiet life rejoice , And fortune's fate not fearing , Sing sweet in ...
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... leads to peril and mishap ; A true retreat of sorrow and despair ; An idle boy that sleeps in pleasure's lap ; A deep mistrust of that which certain seems ; A hope of that which reason doubtful deems . C 13 ALL AS A SEA . ALL as a sea the.
... leads to peril and mishap ; A true retreat of sorrow and despair ; An idle boy that sleeps in pleasure's lap ; A deep mistrust of that which certain seems ; A hope of that which reason doubtful deems . C 13 ALL AS A SEA . ALL as a sea the.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
ABERDEEN CANTUS adieu alace Anne hath Anne Hathaway auld wife Ballad beauty beauty's BEN JOHNSON Billy boy birds blooming blush bonnie lassie born bosom bower breath bright cheek cuckoo Cupid darling dear delight despair disdain doth Dunoon England's Helicon eyes fair fancy flowers fond foregoing frae glen grace green grief grove haste heart heaven Heigh-ho hope JOHN LYLY kiss lady lass Lauderdale lips live Lord Lord Delaware love good-morrow love's lover lusty maid mind morn muse ne'er never NICHOLAS BRETON night nymphs o'er pain pale poet poetry Poor auld maidens pretty Queen RICHARD LOVELACE rose round Rowallan ROWALLAN'S POEMS says Scottish sigh sing SIR WILLIAM MURE smile song Sonnets sorrow soul spring stanza stars summer sweet love tears thee thine THOMAS CAREW THOMAS MORLEY thou three ravens tree wanton weep wild wind WIND-FLOWER winter young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 57 - 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.
Seite 78 - Go, lovely Rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Seite 30 - I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
Seite 72 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her. Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Seite 34 - Since ghost there is none to affright thee. Let not the dark thee cumber ; What though the moon does slumber? The stars of the night Will lend thee their light, Like tapers clear without number. Then, Julia, let me woo thee, Thus, thus to come unto me ; And when I shall meet Thy silvery feet, My soul I'll pour into thee.
Seite 32 - At cards for kisses, Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Seite 52 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think, that I can drink With him that wears a hood...
Seite 50 - 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.
Seite 34 - CHERRY-RIPE, ripe, ripe, I cry, Full and fair ones; come and buy. If so be you ask me where They do grow, I answer : There, Where my Julia's lips do smile ; There's the land, or cherry-isle, Whose plantations fully show All the year where cherries grow.
Seite 73 - He that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires, As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away.