English LyricsAppleton, 1884 - Всего страниц: 296 |
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adieu Love alley Anthony Wood beauty BEN JONSON best fits birds breast breath bright CHARLES LAMB cold County Guy Cynthia's Revels dead dear death deep doth earth England's Helicon eyes fair fear fire fits a little flowers George Puttenham give glory gone grave hath hear heart heaven holly tree Honour leaves light live look love anew love true Love's lover lullaby maid Melicertus morning ne'er never night nonny numbers o'er old familiar faces Phillada flouts Phillis pity poem 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 Farnaby THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS PARNELL thou art thou dost Thou hast Thou lovest amiss Thou must begin thought tomb unto untrue Love verse waves weep wings WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED youth
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Стр. 133 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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!
Стр. 65 - How happy is he born and taught, That serveth not another's will! Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Стр. 87 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : 'Fie, fie, fie...
Стр. 198 - 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.
Стр. 182 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.
Стр. 127 - Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame...
Стр. 62 - Fear no more the frown o' the great ; Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe and eat ; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.