The Shakespeare Anthology: 1592-1616 A. D.Edward Arber H. Frowde, 1899 - 312 sider |
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Side 12
... shine more bright in these contents , Than unswept stone , besmeared with sluttish Time . When wasteful war shall statues overturn ; And broils root out the work of masonry ; Nor MARS his sword , nor war's quick fire , shall burn The ...
... shine more bright in these contents , Than unswept stone , besmeared with sluttish Time . When wasteful war shall statues overturn ; And broils root out the work of masonry ; Nor MARS his sword , nor war's quick fire , shall burn The ...
Side 26
... them in the skies ! Or with thy tears , dissolve them into rain ! Thoughts , Hopes , and Love , return to me no more ! Till CYNTHIA shine , as she hath done before . A CONTENTION BETWIXT A WIFE , WIFE . A WIDOW 26 Anonymous .
... them in the skies ! Or with thy tears , dissolve them into rain ! Thoughts , Hopes , and Love , return to me no more ! Till CYNTHIA shine , as she hath done before . A CONTENTION BETWIXT A WIFE , WIFE . A WIDOW 26 Anonymous .
Side 39
... shine , A Poet's skill within my soul I shroud ! Not rude , like that which finer Wits decline ; But such as Muses to the best allowed ! But when your figure and your shape is gone ; I speechless am ! like as I was before : Or if I ...
... shine , A Poet's skill within my soul I shroud ! Not rude , like that which finer Wits decline ; But such as Muses to the best allowed ! But when your figure and your shape is gone ; I speechless am ! like as I was before : Or if I ...
Side 49
... shine , As day unto mine eyne ! With this , there is a red Exceeds the damask rose ; Which in her cheeks is spread , Whence every favour grows . In sky , there is no star , That She surmounts not far ! When PHOEBUS , from the bed Of ...
... shine , As day unto mine eyne ! With this , there is a red Exceeds the damask rose ; Which in her cheeks is spread , Whence every favour grows . In sky , there is no star , That She surmounts not far ! When PHOEBUS , from the bed Of ...
Side 52
... shine in her face ! She hath the blush of virgin mind ; The mind of viper's race ! She makes thee seek ; yet fear to find ! To find ; but not enjoy ! In many frowns , some gliding smiles She yields ; to more annoy ! She woos thee to ...
... shine in her face ! She hath the blush of virgin mind ; The mind of viper's race ! She makes thee seek ; yet fear to find ! To find ; but not enjoy ! In many frowns , some gliding smiles She yields ; to more annoy ! She woos thee to ...
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ANON ANTHOLOGY Beauty Beauty's birds BODENHAM'S England's Helicon Bodleian Library bright CAMPION Cherry ripe CORIDON Crown cuckoo CUPID Cynthia's Revels DAPHNIS DAVISON'S Poetical Rhapsody death delight desire disdain doth Earl of MURRAY earth Edited Extra fcap eyes face fair Farewell favour fear fire flowers fools frown give golden morning breaks grace happy HARPALUS hast hath hear heart heaven Heigh-ho hey trolly High trololly honour Humble dum Jolly Shepherd JONSON kiss Lady live lolly look Love's Lovers lullaby M.D. Airs Madrigals Maid Maidens merry mind Mistress ne'er never night Nymphs pain pity pleasure Poems praise Queen quoth roses scorn SHAKESPEARE shine sighs sight sing sleep SONG sorrow soul Swain sweet content sweet Love tears Tell thee thine thought tongue True Love Tweedle twino unto VENUS W. W. SKEAT wanton weep wend Whilst WIDOW WIFE Women wound
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Side 11 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Side 15 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Side 203 - With the best gamesters : what things have we seen Done at the Mermaid; heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Side 19 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : 'Fie, fie, fie...
Side 299 - How happy is he born and taught, That serveth not another's will! Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Side 15 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Side 219 - DRINK to me, only with thine eyes ; And I will pledge with mine ! Or leave a kiss but in the cup; And I'll not look for wine!
Side 14 - em, if thou canst : leave working. SONG. Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing ; To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung, as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Side 136 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. 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 10 - The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind, as she is fair, For beauty lives with kindness f Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness ; And, being helpd, inhabits there.