English LyricsAppleton, 1890 - 296 sider |
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Side xvi
... grave ; a dirge like ' Lycidas cannot be accounted such , nor a sus- tained and lofty poem as ' I have led her home ' in ' Maud . ' Some of our greatest poets have left no true lyrics , or none into which they have put their best work ...
... grave ; a dirge like ' Lycidas cannot be accounted such , nor a sus- tained and lofty poem as ' I have led her home ' in ' Maud . ' Some of our greatest poets have left no true lyrics , or none into which they have put their best work ...
Side 32
The thrushes seek the shade , And I my fatal grave ; Their flight to heaven is made , My walk on earth I have : They free , I thrall : they jolly , I sad and pensive wholly . XVIII . L ROSALIND'S MADRIGAL . OVE in my bosom , like a bee ...
The thrushes seek the shade , And I my fatal grave ; Their flight to heaven is made , My walk on earth I have : They free , I thrall : they jolly , I sad and pensive wholly . XVIII . L ROSALIND'S MADRIGAL . OVE in my bosom , like a bee ...
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... graves . The April , flowers and leaf and tree , Before I false my faith to thee . First shall the tops of highest hills By humble plains be overpride : And poets scorn the Muses ' quills , And fish forsake the water glide ; And Iris ...
... graves . The April , flowers and leaf and tree , Before I false my faith to thee . First shall the tops of highest hills By humble plains be overpride : And poets scorn the Muses ' quills , And fish forsake the water glide ; And Iris ...
Side 61
... grave , To weep there . XXXIX . O SONG . RPHEUS 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 ...
... grave , To weep there . XXXIX . O SONG . RPHEUS 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 ...
Side 63
... No exorciser harm thee ! Nor no witchcraft charm thee ! Ghost unlaid forbear thee ! Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have ; And renowned be thy grave ! XLII . YOUTH AND AGE . RABBED age and youth WILLIAM SHAKSPERE . 63.
... No exorciser harm thee ! Nor no witchcraft charm thee ! Ghost unlaid forbear thee ! Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have ; And renowned be thy grave ! XLII . YOUTH AND AGE . RABBED age and youth WILLIAM SHAKSPERE . 63.
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adieu Love alley Anthony Wood beauty BEN JONSON best fits birds blest breast breath bright brow CHARLES LAMB charm cold County Guy Cynthia's Revels darling dead dear death deep doth earth England's Helicon eyes fair fear fire fits a little flame flowers glory gone grave grove hath heart heaven holly tree Honour leaves light live look love anew love true Love's lover lullaby maid MATTHEW PRIOR Melicertus morning ne'er never Nice Valour night nonny numbers o'er old familiar faces Phillada flouts poem praise roses Sally save the Queen shine sigh sing Sir Walter Scott sleep smiles SONG sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine Thomas Dekker THOMAS PARnell thou art Thou hast Thou lovest amiss Thou must begin thought toil tomb unto untrue Love verse waves weep William Haughton wings WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED youth
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Side 60 - 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 72 - A HYMN TO GOD THE FATHER. w ILT Thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before ? Wilt Thou forgive that sin, through which I run And do run still, though still I do deplore ? When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done ; For I have more.
Side 200 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Side 75 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess, excellently bright! Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose: Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess, excellently bright!
Side 32 - 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 220 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Side 146 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Side 236 - 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!
Side 55 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby ; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby : Never harm, Nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh ; So, good night, with lullaby.
Side 201 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.