Seventeenth Century LyricsNorman Ault Longmans, 1950 - 562 sider |
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Side 170
Norman Ault. ' Tis true that I could love no face Inhabited by cold disdain , Taking delight in others ' pain . Thy looks are full of native grace ; Since then by chance scorn there hath place ' Tis to ... true to me . Freedom Before 1643 ...
Norman Ault. ' Tis true that I could love no face Inhabited by cold disdain , Taking delight in others ' pain . Thy looks are full of native grace ; Since then by chance scorn there hath place ' Tis to ... true to me . Freedom Before 1643 ...
Side 171
Norman Ault. But how much kind and true to me . Freedom and wit none can confine , And beauty like the sun doth shine ; But kind and true are only mine . Let others with attention sit To listen and admire her wit ; That is a rock where I ...
Norman Ault. But how much kind and true to me . Freedom and wit none can confine , And beauty like the sun doth shine ; But kind and true are only mine . Let others with attention sit To listen and admire her wit ; That is a rock where I ...
Side 316
... true joy for man , See what refined pleasure flies From every motion of her eyes ; Gaze on my Chloris freely , then go tell To all the world where true content doth dwell . Forgive me , heavens , if I adore Your sun , or moon , or stars ...
... true joy for man , See what refined pleasure flies From every motion of her eyes ; Gaze on my Chloris freely , then go tell To all the world where true content doth dwell . Forgive me , heavens , if I adore Your sun , or moon , or stars ...
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A. H. Bullen AMETAS Anon appears in Colls art thou B.M. Add B.M. Harl ballad beauty blush Bodley breast breath bright Celia charms cheek Chloris crown dance dart dear death delight divine dost doth Drollery Dryden eyes face fair Farewell fate fear fire flame flowers found in Colls give glory grace grief hair Harmonia Sacra hast hath heart heaven Hesperides Ibid King kiss light live look Love's lover Mark Antony melancholy merry Miscellany Poems mistress morning ne'er never night nymph o'er Orpheus Britannicus pain Phyllis pity play Playford pleasure Poem written Poet printed rose shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song appears sorrow soul spring stars stay stzs sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought unto variant Westminster School Whilst wind Wit to woo