Melodies and Madrigals: Mostly from the Old English PoetsRichard Henry Stoddard Bunce and Huntington, 1866 - 206 страници |
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... Lady's Grief . WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 30 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 30 JOHN DONNE 31 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 33 W.LBYE'S MADRIGALS 33 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 34 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 34 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 35 WEELKES'S BALLADS 35 .RICHARD BARNEF : ELD 36 ...
... Lady's Grief . WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 30 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 30 JOHN DONNE 31 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 33 W.LBYE'S MADRIGALS 33 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 34 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 34 WILBYE'S MADRIGALS 35 WEELKES'S BALLADS 35 .RICHARD BARNEF : ELD 36 ...
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... Lady Anne Hamilton ..... HON . WILLIAM. Song .. Fairy Song .. Song .. PAGE RICHARD FLECKNOE 130 WIT'S RECREATIONS 130 HENRY KING ( Bishop of Chichester ) 131 MYSTERIES OF LOVE AND ELOQUENCE 132 Song .. Song The Resolve ....... On Claret ...
... Lady Anne Hamilton ..... HON . WILLIAM. Song .. Fairy Song .. Song .. PAGE RICHARD FLECKNOE 130 WIT'S RECREATIONS 130 HENRY KING ( Bishop of Chichester ) 131 MYSTERIES OF LOVE AND ELOQUENCE 132 Song .. Song The Resolve ....... On Claret ...
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... Lady Anne Hamilton ..... HON . WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER 158 " Sweet in her green dell the flower , " etc. ....... The Loft Mistress . Rondeau ...... Cupid Swallowed ... PAGE. PAGE Song . " O Nightingale ! thou surely art " . THOMAS MOORE ...
... Lady Anne Hamilton ..... HON . WILLIAM ROBERT SPENCER 158 " Sweet in her green dell the flower , " etc. ....... The Loft Mistress . Rondeau ...... Cupid Swallowed ... PAGE. PAGE Song . " O Nightingale ! thou surely art " . THOMAS MOORE ...
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... LADIES WITH HIS . [ 1535 ? ] I. GIVE place , ye lovers , here before That spent your boasts and brags in vain ; My lady's beauty passeth more The best of yours , I dare well sayen , Than doth the sun the candle light , Or brightest day ...
... LADIES WITH HIS . [ 1535 ? ] I. GIVE place , ye lovers , here before That spent your boasts and brags in vain ; My lady's beauty passeth more The best of yours , I dare well sayen , Than doth the sun the candle light , Or brightest day ...
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... been long deluded , Was with kifles sweet concluded ; And Phillida , with garlands gay , Was made the Lady of the May . NICHOLAS BRETON . A PASTORAL OF PHILLIS AND CORYDON . [ 1600. ] 15 NICHOLAS BRETON NICHOLAS BRETON.
... been long deluded , Was with kifles sweet concluded ; And Phillida , with garlands gay , Was made the Lady of the May . NICHOLAS BRETON . A PASTORAL OF PHILLIS AND CORYDON . [ 1600. ] 15 NICHOLAS BRETON NICHOLAS BRETON.
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Melodies and Madrigals: Mostly from the old English Poets Richard Henry Stoddard Ограничен достъп - 2021 |
Melodies and Madrigals: Mostly from the old English Poets Richard Henry Stoddard Ограничен достъп - 2021 |
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beauty BEN JONSON beſt birds breath bright BRYAN WALLER PROCTER Celia cheek cherry-ripe Chloris Cupid dear death defire delight DIRGE doft doth DOWLAND'S BOOK drink eyes faft fair fhall figh fing fleep flowers ftay ftill GEORGE DARLEY golden grave grief happy Hark hath hear heart heaven Heigh HENRY hither JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN WEBSTER kiss ladies lips love thee Love's lover MADRIGALS maid merry mind mistress morn mufic muſt ne'er never night nightingale nonny o'er paffions PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Phillis pity play queen reft ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT HERRICK roses Say nay ſhall ſkies smile Song Song Song sorrow soul Spring ſtay sweetly tears tell thine things THOMAS THOMAS CAMPION THOMAS CAREW THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES thou art thou wilt unto wanton weep WILBYE'S MADRIGALS WILLIAM DRUMMOND WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wilt thou leave wind wine wings
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Страница 70 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
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Страница 59 - Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white, O so soft, O so sweet is she!
Страница 104 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Страница 106 - ON A GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
Страница 114 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
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Страница 24 - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Страница 161 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Страница 28 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.