Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan AgeArthur Henry Bullen J.C. Nimmo, 1889 - Всего страниц: 243 |
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... kiss our feet , Young lovers meet , old wives a - sunning sit . " But when the play was produced it was sickly autumn , and the plague was stalking through the land : " Short days , sharp days , long nights come on apace : Ah , who ...
... kiss our feet , Young lovers meet , old wives a - sunning sit . " But when the play was produced it was sickly autumn , and the plague was stalking through the land : " Short days , sharp days , long nights come on apace : Ah , who ...
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... kiss your eyes ( Dekker ) PAGE 144 231 156 61 79 44 105 56 40 20 119 . 118 Hail , beauteous Dian , queen of shades ( Heywood ) . Happy times we live to see ( Middleton and Rowley ) . Hark ! hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings ...
... kiss your eyes ( Dekker ) PAGE 144 231 156 61 79 44 105 56 40 20 119 . 118 Hail , beauteous Dian , queen of shades ( Heywood ) . Happy times we live to see ( Middleton and Rowley ) . Hark ! hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings ...
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... kiss the golden sun gives not ( Shakespeare ) Spread , table , spread ( Peele ) Spring all the Graces of the age ( Ben Jonson ) . Spring , the sweet Spring , is the year's pleasant king ( Nashe ) Stand , who goes there ? ( Lyly ) ...
... kiss the golden sun gives not ( Shakespeare ) Spread , table , spread ( Peele ) Spring all the Graces of the age ( Ben Jonson ) . Spring , the sweet Spring , is the year's pleasant king ( Nashe ) Stand , who goes there ? ( Lyly ) ...
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... KISSES . CUPID and my Campaspe played At cards for kisses - Cupid paid ; He stakes his quiver , bow and arrows , His mother's doves , and team of sparrows ; Loses them too ; then down he throws The coral of his lip , the rose Growing ...
... KISSES . CUPID and my Campaspe played At cards for kisses - Cupid paid ; He stakes his quiver , bow and arrows , His mother's doves , and team of sparrows ; Loses them too ; then down he throws The coral of his lip , the rose Growing ...
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... kisses ; But this of lead Strikes a clown dead , When in a dance He falls in a trance , To see his black - brow lass not buss him , And then whines out for death t ' untruss him . So , so our work being done , let's play : Holiday ...
... kisses ; But this of lead Strikes a clown dead , When in a dance He falls in a trance , To see his black - brow lass not buss him , And then whines out for death t ' untruss him . So , so our work being done , let's play : Holiday ...
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Apollo arrows beauty Ben Jonson birds bless bright charm Chorus crown Cuckoo Cupid dance dead death delight ding dong doth drink eyes fair fairy fear fire flowers fool Gipsy give golden grave green grow Hark haste hath head heart heaven heaven's gate Hecate heigh Hesperus hither holiday holy honour Hymen JAMES SHIRLEY'S JOHN FLETCHER'S JONSON'S keep king kiss lady lips live Love's lovers Luminalia Lyly's lyrical maid Maid's Tragedy Masque Melampus merrily merry MISTRESS mortal ne'er never Nice Valour night nonny Nymph o'er play praise pretty queen Richard Brome Robin Hood rose satyrs shepherds shine sigh sing sleep songs sorrow soul spring stay Strow sweet tears thee Thetis thing THOMAS THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art unto Venus virgin wanton weep Whilst WILLIAM William Rowley wind Witch youth
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Стр. 42 - 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. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown...
Стр. 217 - Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks Sleeking her soft alluring locks; By all the Nymphs that nightly dance Upon thy streams with wily glance; Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head From thy coral-paven bed, And bridle in thy headlong wave, Till thou our summons answered have. Listen and save!
Стр. 214 - The star that bids the shepherd fold, Now the top of heaven doth hold, And the gilded car of day, His glowing axle doth allay In the steep Atlantic stream, And the slope sun his upward beam Shoots against the dusky pole, Pacing toward the other goal 100 Of his chamber in the east.
Стр. 31 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws, And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Стр. 189 - Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Стр. 56 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Стр. 52 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Стр. 69 - Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth ! Do but look on her hair, it is bright As Love's star when it riseth ! Do but mark, her forehead's smoother...
Стр. 35 - Now the hungry lion roars, And the wolf behowls the moon ; Whilst the heavy ploughman snores, All with weary task fordone. Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud.
Стр. 219 - To the ocean now I fly, And those happy climes that lie Where day never shuts his eye, Up in the broad fields of the sky. There I suck the liquid air, 980 All amidst the gardens fair Of Hesperus, and his daughters three That sing about the golden tree.