Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1855 - 268 Seiten |
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... never been supplied before must occasion sur- prise to all readers who are acquainted with the riches we possess in this branch of lyrical poetry . The plan upon which the work is arranged furnishes the means of following the course of ...
... never been supplied before must occasion sur- prise to all readers who are acquainted with the riches we possess in this branch of lyrical poetry . The plan upon which the work is arranged furnishes the means of following the course of ...
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... Never genman so went toward heaven , I think . Yet , sirs , as ye will the bliss of heaven win , When he cometh to the grave , lay him softly in ; And all men take heed , by this one gentleman , How you set your love upon an unkind ...
... Never genman so went toward heaven , I think . Yet , sirs , as ye will the bliss of heaven win , When he cometh to the grave , lay him softly in ; And all men take heed , by this one gentleman , How you set your love upon an unkind ...
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... never sorrow but for sin ! Be merry , friends ! In loss of friends , in lack of health , In loss of goods , in lack of wealth , Where liberty restraint expelleth , Where all these lack , yet as this telleth , Be merry , friends ! * Man ...
... never sorrow but for sin ! Be merry , friends ! In loss of friends , in lack of health , In loss of goods , in lack of wealth , Where liberty restraint expelleth , Where all these lack , yet as this telleth , Be merry , friends ! * Man ...
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... never comes to maim or hurt . Be merry , friends ! All seasons are to him the spring , In flowers bright and flourishing ; With birds upon the tree or wing , Who in their fashion always sing Be merry , friends ! If that thy doublet has ...
... never comes to maim or hurt . Be merry , friends ! All seasons are to him the spring , In flowers bright and flourishing ; With birds upon the tree or wing , Who in their fashion always sing Be merry , friends ! If that thy doublet has ...
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... never ripeth , but rotteth in fine ; And even a like thing is to guess Against all virtue , idleness . The proud man may be patient , The ireful may be liberal , The gluttonous may be continent , The covetous may give alms all , The ...
... never ripeth , but rotteth in fine ; And even a like thing is to guess Against all virtue , idleness . The proud man may be patient , The ireful may be liberal , The gluttonous may be continent , The covetous may give alms all , The ...
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ballad beauty Ben Jonson birds blessed boys bright charm chaste Collier comedy Cuckoo Cupid dance death dost doth DRAMATISTS drink Dyce Edition eyes fair fairy fear fire Fletcher flowers fool friends Gammer Gurton's Needle garland give golden grace green Hark hast hath head heart heaven Hecate Here's Heywood honour Hymen JASPER MAYNE king kiss lady laugh live love's lovers lusty maid married a Sunday merrily merry Middleton ne'er never NICHOLAS UDALL night nonny Notes and Memoir Patient Grissell pity play poem Poetical Poets pretty printed Queen Roister Satyr Shakespeare shepherds shew shine sigh sing sleep song sorrow soul spring sung sweet tears tell thee thine thing Thomas Heywood THOMAS MIDDLETON Thou art Trilla unto verse wanton weep Whilst William Cartwright WILLIAM HABINGTON WILLIAM ROWLEY willow wind wine Witch writer youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 105 - 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...
Seite 94 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Seite 121 - DRINK to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Seite 89 - 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.
Seite 87 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Seite 89 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Seite 81 - 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: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Seite 98 - 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.
Seite 91 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly.
Seite 80 - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...