Ancient ballads and songs; with notices, including original poetry. By T. Lyle1827 |
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... wild about they range , Scorning after reason to follow will ; Who would not shake such buzzards from the fist , And let them fly , fair fools , what way they list ? Yet for our sport , we fawn and flatter both , To pass the time when ...
... wild about they range , Scorning after reason to follow will ; Who would not shake such buzzards from the fist , And let them fly , fair fools , what way they list ? Yet for our sport , we fawn and flatter both , To pass the time when ...
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... wild , who , careless , In quiet life rejoice , And fortune's fate not fearing , Sing sweet in summer morning ? Their dealings plain and rightful , Are void of all deceit ; They never know how spiteful It is to kneel and wait On ...
... wild , who , careless , In quiet life rejoice , And fortune's fate not fearing , Sing sweet in summer morning ? Their dealings plain and rightful , Are void of all deceit ; They never know how spiteful It is to kneel and wait On ...
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... wilds of Kent . He was the author of nine plays , and several lyrics , published betwixt 1580 and 1632 , which , along with the above , certainly merit preservation . The last of these , " Cupid and Campaspe , " is to be found in his ...
... wilds of Kent . He was the author of nine plays , and several lyrics , published betwixt 1580 and 1632 , which , along with the above , certainly merit preservation . The last of these , " Cupid and Campaspe , " is to be found in his ...
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... wild production , as other collators of his period were wont to do , consequently , we remain ignorant of the circumstance which erst called forth its composition . The " Two Ravens , " although poetical and descriptive , is evidently a ...
... wild production , as other collators of his period were wont to do , consequently , we remain ignorant of the circumstance which erst called forth its composition . The " Two Ravens , " although poetical and descriptive , is evidently a ...
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... wild salt sea ? Shall we go dine ' neath the greenwood tree ? As I sat on the deep sea sand , I saw a fair ship nigh at land , I waved my wings , I bent my beak , The ship sunk , and I heard a shriek ; There they lie , one , two , and ...
... wild salt sea ? Shall we go dine ' neath the greenwood tree ? As I sat on the deep sea sand , I saw a fair ship nigh at land , I waved my wings , I bent my beak , The ship sunk , and I heard a shriek ; There they lie , one , two , and ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
adieu alace Anne Anne Hathaway auld wife Ballad beauty beauty's Bessy Bell Billy boy birds blooming blush bonnie lassie BONNY DUNDEE born bosom bower breast breath bright broom cheek cold cuckoo Cupid darling dear delight disdain doth dreams Dunoon England's Helicon eyes fair fancy flower fond heart foregoing frae glen glow-worm good-morrow Gowrie grace green grief grove haste hath heaven Heigh-ho hope kiss lady lass Lauderdale live Lord Lord Delaware love's maid mair Melismata mind morn muse ne'er never NICHOLAS BRETON night o'er pain pale poet Poor auld maidens pretty Queen RICHARD LOVELACE rose round Rowallan ROWALLAN'S POEMS says Scotland sigh sing SIR WILLIAM MURE smile song Sonnets sorrow soul spring stanza stars summer sweet love tears thee thine THOMAS CAREW thou three ravens tree vale wanton weep wild wind Wind-Flower winter young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 84 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Seite 80 - 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. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then...
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 83 - TELL me not, sweet, I am unkind, — That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field ; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Seite 31 - 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 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 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 19 - There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies grow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow. There cherries grow which none may buy Till 'Cherry-ripe
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.