The Poetry of George Wither, Том 2

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AMS Press, 1902

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Стр. 124 - SHALL I, wasting in despair, Die because a woman's fair? Or make pale my cheeks with care 'Cause another's rosy are? Be she fairer than the day, Or the flowery meads in May, If she think not well of me, What care I how fair she be?
Стр. 126 - And unless that mind I see, What care I how great she be ? Great, or good, or kind, or fair, I will ne'er the more despair: If she love me, this believe, I will die ere she shall grieve : If she slight me when I woo, I can scorn and let her go ; For if she be not for me, What care I for whom she be ? George Wither.
Стр. 179 - With dropping of the barrel. And those that hardly all the year Had bread to eat or rags to wear, Will have both clothes and dainty fare And all the day be merry. " Now poor men to the Justices With capons make their arrants. And if they hap to fail of these They plague them with their warrants.
Стр. 178 - SO now is come our joyful'st feast; Let every man be jolly, Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry. Now, all our neighbours...
Стр. 181 - Because they will be merry. Then wherefore in these merry days, Should we, I pray, be duller ? No, let us sing some roundelays To make our mirth the fuller. And...
Стр. 180 - Drab and dice their lands away, Which may be ours another day; And therefore let's be merry. The client now his suit forbears, The prisoner's heart is eased; The debtor drinks away his cares, And for the time is pleased. Though others purses be more fat, Why should we pine or grieve at that ? Hang sorrow!
Стр. 125 - Cause I see a woman kind ; Or a well disposed nature Joined with a lovely feature ? Be she meeker, kinder, than Turtle-dove or pelican, If she be not so to me What care I how kind she be ? Shall a woman's virtues move Me to perish for her love ? Or her...
Стр. 28 - Pedants shall not tie my strains To our antique poets' veins, As if we in latter days Knew to love, but not to praise. Being born as free as these, I will sing as I shall please, Who as well new paths may run, As the best before have done.
Стр. 125 - Cause I see a woman kind ? Or a well disposed nature Joined with a lovely feature ? Be she meeker, kinder, than Turtle-dove or pelican: If she be not so to me, What care I how kind she be ? Shall a woman's virtues move Me to perish for her love?
Стр. 180 - And therefore let's be merry. Hark ! how the wags abroad do call Each other forth to rambling : Anon you'll see them in the hall For nuts and apples scrambling. Hark ! how the roofs with laughter sound...

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