England's Helicon: A Collection of Pastoral and Lyric Poems, First Published at the Close of the Reign of Q. ElizabethT. Bensley, 1812 - 248 sider |
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... meane , but wretched woe , Dooth truely trye , the freend from foe : And nought , but froward fortune proues , Who ... meanes remoue , What happe , what heauen , what lyfe , were lyke to loue . Finis . E. S. PREFACE . THE title - page to ...
... meane , but wretched woe , Dooth truely trye , the freend from foe : And nought , but froward fortune proues , Who ... meanes remoue , What happe , what heauen , what lyfe , were lyke to loue . Finis . E. S. PREFACE . THE title - page to ...
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... meane estate . .... Of a contented mynde ....... Trie before you trust .... He renounceth all the affectes of loue . Beyng in sorrowe he complaineth . Beyng in loue he complaine th Beyng in trouble , he writeth thus Beyng troubled in ...
... meane estate . .... Of a contented mynde ....... Trie before you trust .... He renounceth all the affectes of loue . Beyng in sorrowe he complaineth . Beyng in loue he complaine th Beyng in trouble , he writeth thus Beyng troubled in ...
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... meane the same , Wyll turne at length to lose of thy good name . Wherefore my freend , let double dealing goe ; Insteade whereof , let perfect plainenesse flowe . Doo thou no more in idle woordes exceede , Then thou intendes to doo , in ...
... meane the same , Wyll turne at length to lose of thy good name . Wherefore my freend , let double dealing goe ; Insteade whereof , let perfect plainenesse flowe . Doo thou no more in idle woordes exceede , Then thou intendes to doo , in ...
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... meane degree , Then praise at parting some men say . The thing whereto eache wighte is thrall , The happy ende exceedeth all . The meane estate , that happy life Which liueth under governaunce : Who seekes no hate , nor breedes no ...
... meane degree , Then praise at parting some men say . The thing whereto eache wighte is thrall , The happy ende exceedeth all . The meane estate , that happy life Which liueth under governaunce : Who seekes no hate , nor breedes no ...
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... meanes be found to comfort such a wretch withall ? None can but he y ' hath my hart , convert my paines to comfort ... meane but to much But since I can not him attaine , against my wil I let him goe , ( truth : And lest he glorie at ...
... meanes be found to comfort such a wretch withall ? None can but he y ' hath my hart , convert my paines to comfort ... meane but to much But since I can not him attaine , against my wil I let him goe , ( truth : And lest he glorie at ...
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beautie behold birds brest chaunge complaineth Coridon craue cruell dayes death deedes delight desire deuise disdaine doeth dooth doth eche Edmund Bolton Edwards England's Helicon euery eyes faine faire faithfull fame farre fauour feare finde Finis flitt flocks flowers Fortune Freendship frende giue grace graunt greefe griefe happe happy hart hath haue heart heauen heauenly heere Heigh honour hope Ignoto ioye iudge Jasper Heywood leaue liue Lord Lord Vaux loue Loue's louely louers Madrigals maie Michaell Drayton minde moue Muse mynde neuer Nicholas Breton Nimph nought paine pastoral Phillida Phillis pittie plaste pleasure poem praise proue Queene reioyce Richard Barnfield Robert Green saie saue shee Shepheard shew sighs sing Sith Song sonne sorrow soule sunne swaine sweet teares thee Thomas Lodge thou thought tree tyme unto Vaux vertues vnto voyce vpon wight winne wofull woordes wyll yeeld Yong youth
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Side 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.
Side 127 - Marlow, now at least fifty years ago; and the milkmaid's mother sung an answer to it, which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh, in his younger days. They were old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good; I think much better than the strong lines that are now in fashion in this critical age.
Side 127 - Beauty sat 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! So vain desire was chidden. Hey, nonny, nonny, &c.
Side 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.
Side 4 - Take me to thee, and thee to me. No, no, no, no, my dear, let be.
Side 168 - Thy grief more than death would grieve me. If that any thought in me Can taste comfort but of thee, Let me, fed with hellish anguish, Joyless, hopeless, endless languish.
Side 127 - 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?
Side xxxvii - Turn I my looks unto the skies, Love with his arrows wounds mine eyes; If so I gaze upon the ground, Love then in every flower is found. Search I the shade to fly...
Side 6 - This day to man came pledge of perfect peace, This day to man came love and unity : This day man's grief began for to surcease, This day did man receive a remedy, For each offence and every deadly sin, With guilty heart, that erst he wandered in.