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... kinde of strawe by hitselfe let it lie . Thy chaffe housed sweete kept from pullein and dust : shall serue well thy horses when labour they must . B iii 38. When 1 38. When pasture is gone and the fildes mier and A hundreth good poyntes ...
... kinde of strawe by hitselfe let it lie . Thy chaffe housed sweete kept from pullein and dust : shall serue well thy horses when labour they must . B iii 38. When 1 38. When pasture is gone and the fildes mier and A hundreth good poyntes ...
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... kinde of pelfe . Get bottels and bagges , kepe the fielde in the heate : the feare is not muche , but the daunger is great . 91. With tossing and raking , and setting on cox : the grasse that was grene , is now hay for an ox . That done ...
... kinde of pelfe . Get bottels and bagges , kepe the fielde in the heate : the feare is not muche , but the daunger is great . 91. With tossing and raking , and setting on cox : the grasse that was grene , is now hay for an ox . That done ...
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... kinde excuse written in defence of that booke intituled a Newe Description of Ireland , 1612. — The Honeslie of this age . Prooving by good circumstance , that the world was neuer honest till now . By Barnabee Rych . Gentle- man ...
... kinde excuse written in defence of that booke intituled a Newe Description of Ireland , 1612. — The Honeslie of this age . Prooving by good circumstance , that the world was neuer honest till now . By Barnabee Rych . Gentle- man ...
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... kinde Dame nature wills , Maister Edwards O soveraigne salve of sin , J. Heywood .. ........ Perhaps you thinke me bold , A. Bourcher ... ... The deepe turmoiled wight , that lives devoid of ease , [ Anon . ] . The wandering youth whose ...
... kinde Dame nature wills , Maister Edwards O soveraigne salve of sin , J. Heywood .. ........ Perhaps you thinke me bold , A. Bourcher ... ... The deepe turmoiled wight , that lives devoid of ease , [ Anon . ] . The wandering youth whose ...
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... kinde long time it frames . Yet this I finde in time , no time can winne my sute , Though oft the tree I clime , I can not catche the fruite . And yet the pleasant branches oft , in yeelding wyse to me doo bowe , When I would touch ...
... kinde long time it frames . Yet this I finde in time , no time can winne my sute , Though oft the tree I clime , I can not catche the fruite . And yet the pleasant branches oft , in yeelding wyse to me doo bowe , When I would touch ...
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beautie behold birds brest chaunge complaineth Coridon craue cruell Dainty dayes death deedes delight desire Deuises disdaine do'st doeth dooth doth eche Edmund Bolton Edwards England's Helicon euery eyes faine faire farre fauour feare Finis flocks flowers Fortune Freendship giue grace greefe greene griefe happy Harpalus hart hath haue heart heauen heauenly heere Heigh hoe Hey hoe honour hope Ignoto ioye Jasper Heywood kepe leaue liue Lord Lord Vaux loue Loue's louely louers Madrigals maie Michaell Drayton minde moue Muses neuer Nicholas Breton Nimph nought paine Phil Phillida Phillis pitty pleasure poem praise proue Queene reioyce rest saue serue shee Shep Shepheard Shepheardesse shew sighs sing Sith Song sonne Sonnet sorrow soule sunne swaine sweet teares thee Therion thine thing thou thought tree tyme vaine Vaux Venus vertues vnto voyce vpon wight woordes wyll yeeld Yong youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 61 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Seite 216 - COME live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills and fields, Woods or steepy mountain yields.
Seite 154 - I'll make you fast it for your sin, 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 218 - 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. Thy belt of straw and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Seite vii - Love in my bosom like a bee, Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast, My kisses are his daily feast; And yet he robs me of my rest: Ah, wanton, will ye?
Seite 92 - A thing that creeps, it cannot go, A prize that passeth to and fro, A thing for one, a thing for moe, And he that proves shall find it so : And, shepherd, this is Love, I trow.
Seite 217 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
Seite 28 - ... bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her ; The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, The cool streams ran beside her My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye To see what was forbidden : But better memory said, fie...
Seite 92 - Yet what is love, I prithee say ? Fau. It is a work on holiday ; It is December matched with May, When lusty bloods, in fresh array, Hear ten months after of the play ; And this is love as I hear say.
Seite 92 - It is a yea, it is a nay ; A pretty kind of sporting fray ; It is a thing will soon away ; Then, nymphs, take 'vantage while ye may ; And this is love, as I hear say.