Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan AgeArthur Henry Bullen Scribner, 1892 - Всего страниц: 301 |
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... arms shall twist , With their names carved , on our wrist ; All the money that we owe1 We in tokens will bestow ; And learn to write that , when ' tis sent , Only our loves know what is meant . Oh , then pardon what is past , And ...
... arms shall twist , With their names carved , on our wrist ; All the money that we owe1 We in tokens will bestow ; And learn to write that , when ' tis sent , Only our loves know what is meant . Oh , then pardon what is past , And ...
Стр. 107
... arms down to the main , And through these thick woods have I run , Whose bottom never kissed the sun Since the lusty spring began ; All to please my Master Pan , Have I trotted without rest To get him fruit ; for at a feast He ...
... arms down to the main , And through these thick woods have I run , Whose bottom never kissed the sun Since the lusty spring began ; All to please my Master Pan , Have I trotted without rest To get him fruit ; for at a feast He ...
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... arm in arm Tread we softly in a round , Whilst the hollow neighbouring ground Fills the music with her sound . Pan , oh , great god Pan , to thee Thus do we sing ! Thou that keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring ; Ever be thy ...
... arm in arm Tread we softly in a round , Whilst the hollow neighbouring ground Fills the music with her sound . Pan , oh , great god Pan , to thee Thus do we sing ! Thou that keep'st us chaste and free As the young spring ; Ever be thy ...
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... arm to the south put forth , And thy right unto the north . I take thy body from the ground , In this deep and deadly swound , And into this holy spring I let thee slide down by my string . Take this maid , thou holy pit , To thy bottom ...
... arm to the south put forth , And thy right unto the north . I take thy body from the ground , In this deep and deadly swound , And into this holy spring I let thee slide down by my string . Take this maid , thou holy pit , To thy bottom ...
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... arms of death ? I have healed thy wounds . Amoret . Aye me ! God . Fear not him that succoured thee . I am this fountain's god . Below My waters to a river grow , And ' twixt two banks with osiers set , That only prosper in the wet ...
... arms of death ? I have healed thy wounds . Amoret . Aye me ! God . Fear not him that succoured thee . I am this fountain's god . Below My waters to a river grow , And ' twixt two banks with osiers set , That only prosper in the wet ...
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