Ancient Ballads and Songs, Chiefly from Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Works...L. Relfe, 1827 - 250 страници |
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... morning's perambulation hath left behind it , upon memory's track . From the margin of the still pool beneath the linn , the youthful enthusiast gathers the white and the yellow water - lilies , leaving the less inviting iris and the ...
... morning's perambulation hath left behind it , upon memory's track . From the margin of the still pool beneath the linn , the youthful enthusiast gathers the white and the yellow water - lilies , leaving the less inviting iris and the ...
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... morning ? Their dealings plain and rightful , Are void of all deceit ; They never know how spiteful It is to kneel and wait On favourite presumptuous , Whose pride is vain and sumptuous . All day their flocks each tendeth , At night ...
... morning ? Their dealings plain and rightful , Are void of all deceit ; They never know how spiteful It is to kneel and wait On favourite presumptuous , Whose pride is vain and sumptuous . All day their flocks each tendeth , At night ...
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... morning to each maid , That will with flowers the tomb bestrew Wherein my love is laid . Ah , woe is me , woe , woe is me , Alack and well - a - day ! For pity , Sir , find out that bee Which bore my love away . I'll seek him in your ...
... morning to each maid , That will with flowers the tomb bestrew Wherein my love is laid . Ah , woe is me , woe , woe is me , Alack and well - a - day ! For pity , Sir , find out that bee Which bore my love away . I'll seek him in your ...
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... morning breaks ; All the earth , all the air , Of love and pleasure speaks ; Teach thine arms then to embrace , And sweet rosy lips to kiss , And mix our souls in mutual bliss : Eyes were made for beauty's grace , Viewing , ruing ...
... morning breaks ; All the earth , all the air , Of love and pleasure speaks ; Teach thine arms then to embrace , And sweet rosy lips to kiss , And mix our souls in mutual bliss : Eyes were made for beauty's grace , Viewing , ruing ...
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... morning lower ; The silent groves , sweet nymphs they cannot miss , For love loves most when love most secret is . The rarest jewels hidden virtue yield , The sweet of traffic is a secret gain ; The year once old doth show a barren ...
... morning lower ; The silent groves , sweet nymphs they cannot miss , For love loves most when love most secret is . The rarest jewels hidden virtue yield , The sweet of traffic is a secret gain ; The year once old doth show a barren ...
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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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Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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?
Страница 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.
Страница 32 - At cards for kisses, Cupid paid; He stakes his quiver, bow, and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows...
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.