Ancient Ballads and Songs, Chiefly from Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Works...L. Relfe, 1827 - 250 Seiten |
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... of the muse of bygone times , the Editor doubts not , will be sufficiently appreciated by many ; while , to others , who deem themselves passingly PREFACE . ix indifferent to every thing else which chimes viii PREFACE .
... of the muse of bygone times , the Editor doubts not , will be sufficiently appreciated by many ; while , to others , who deem themselves passingly PREFACE . ix indifferent to every thing else which chimes viii PREFACE .
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Thomas Lyle. PREFACE . ix indifferent to every thing else which chimes not directly upon " Some splendid passage in the last new poem , " he would be inclined to remark , of these earlier Songs , what Burgh in his Anecdotes of Music ...
Thomas Lyle. PREFACE . ix indifferent to every thing else which chimes not directly upon " Some splendid passage in the last new poem , " he would be inclined to remark , of these earlier Songs , what Burgh in his Anecdotes of Music ...
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... thing , as sufficient notices will be found within the body of the work , regarding all of them he has been necessitated to consult , while drawing up and arranging this little volume for the press . GLASGOW , 1st Sept. 1827 . SECTION I ...
... thing , as sufficient notices will be found within the body of the work , regarding all of them he has been necessitated to consult , while drawing up and arranging this little volume for the press . GLASGOW , 1st Sept. 1827 . SECTION I ...
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... things of more depth and skill to follow these , which being not yet finished , are of divers expected and desired . " In his epistle to the reader ( who probably was also the reviewer of 1588 ) , he modestly says , " In the expressing ...
... things of more depth and skill to follow these , which being not yet finished , are of divers expected and desired . " In his epistle to the reader ( who probably was also the reviewer of 1588 ) , he modestly says , " In the expressing ...
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... thing . I laugh not at another's loss , Nor grudge not at another's gain ; No worldly waves my mind can toss , I brook that is another's bane ; I fear no foe , nor fawn on friend , I loathe not life , nor dread mine end . My wealth is ...
... thing . I laugh not at another's loss , Nor grudge not at another's gain ; No worldly waves my mind can toss , I brook that is another's bane ; I fear no foe , nor fawn on friend , I loathe not life , nor dread mine end . My wealth is ...
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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
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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.