The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to ShirleyArthur Quiller-Couch Methuen, 1895 - 382 sider |
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Side 10
... unto my true love say , Sweet Peg , thou shalt be my Summer's Queen . Now the nightingale , the pretty nightingale , The sweetest singer in all the forest choir , Entreats thee , sweet Peggy , to hear thy true love's tale : Lo , yonder ...
... unto my true love say , Sweet Peg , thou shalt be my Summer's Queen . Now the nightingale , the pretty nightingale , The sweetest singer in all the forest choir , Entreats thee , sweet Peggy , to hear thy true love's tale : Lo , yonder ...
Side 11
... unto my true love say , Sweet Peg , thou shalt be my Summer's Queen . T. Dekker . IX MY FAIR A - FIELD SEE where my Love a - maying goes With sweet dame Flora sporting ! She most alone with nightingales In woods delights consorting ...
... unto my true love say , Sweet Peg , thou shalt be my Summer's Queen . T. Dekker . IX MY FAIR A - FIELD SEE where my Love a - maying goes With sweet dame Flora sporting ! She most alone with nightingales In woods delights consorting ...
Side 37
... unto these yellow sands , And then take hands : Courtsied when you have , and kiss'd , The wild waves whist , Foot it featly here and there ; And , sweet sprites , the burthen bear . Hark , hark ! Bow , wow , The watch - dogs bark : Bow ...
... unto these yellow sands , And then take hands : Courtsied when you have , and kiss'd , The wild waves whist , Foot it featly here and there ; And , sweet sprites , the burthen bear . Hark , hark ! Bow , wow , The watch - dogs bark : Bow ...
Side 42
... Unto the sweet bird's throat , Come hither , come hither , come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather . Who doth ambition shun , And loves to live i ' the sun , Seeking the food he eats , And pleased with what ...
... Unto the sweet bird's throat , Come hither , come hither , come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather . Who doth ambition shun , And loves to live i ' the sun , Seeking the food he eats , And pleased with what ...
Side 43
... unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning , most loving mere folly : Then heigh ho , the holly : This life is most jolly . Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the ...
... unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning , most loving mere folly : Then heigh ho , the holly : This life is most jolly . Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the ...
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Anon ANTHONY HOPE Author babe Baring Gould beauty birds Book of Airs bright Buckram Campion Corydon Crown 8vo cuckoo dear death delight dost doth E. F. BENSON earth England's Helicon English eyes fair fairy-queen fear flowers GILBERT PARKER GORDON BROWNE grace green Greensleeves grief H. C. BEECHING hath heart heaven heavenly Heigh Herrick honour JOHN KEBLE Jonson king kiss Lady leave light lips live look Lord Love's lovers lullaby Madrigals maid merry MESSRS METHUEN'S LIST mind morn never night nonny pity pleasure poem praise pretty Prisoner of Zenda Queen Raleigh rose Shakespeare shepherd sighs sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spring stanzas story swain tears Tereu thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought true love unto verse volume W. E. HENLEY W. G. COLLINGWOOD wanton weep wilt thou wind winter youth
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Side 277 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Side 22 - When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds, of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight ; The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he :Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Side 19 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Side 116 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Side 144 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Side 15 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying : And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying.
Side 105 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Side 123 - Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
Side 41 - 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.
Side 109 - 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.