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Pàgina xviii
... late Lord Hailes , and is now preserved in the library at New Hailes . It may be mentioned here , that the orthography of the original has been adhered to , because , in many instances , the rhythm as well as the rhyme depend upon ...
... late Lord Hailes , and is now preserved in the library at New Hailes . It may be mentioned here , that the orthography of the original has been adhered to , because , in many instances , the rhythm as well as the rhyme depend upon ...
Pàgina 9
... late , at last , my Silvia , wed ; And loving lie in one devoted bed . Thy watch may stand , my minutes fly poste haste ; No sound calls back the yeere that once is past . Then , sweetest Silvia , let's no longer stay ; True love , we ...
... late , at last , my Silvia , wed ; And loving lie in one devoted bed . Thy watch may stand , my minutes fly poste haste ; No sound calls back the yeere that once is past . Then , sweetest Silvia , let's no longer stay ; True love , we ...
Pàgina 34
... late by pearly showers ; And all , because they were possest But of the heat of Julia's breast , Which , as a warme and moistned spring , Gave them their ever flourishing . TO THE KING AND QUEENE , UPON THEIR UNHAPPY DISTANCES . WOE ...
... late by pearly showers ; And all , because they were possest But of the heat of Julia's breast , Which , as a warme and moistned spring , Gave them their ever flourishing . TO THE KING AND QUEENE , UPON THEIR UNHAPPY DISTANCES . WOE ...
Pàgina 36
... late showrs . Forthwith his bow he bent , And wedded string and arrow , And struck me that it went Quite through my heart and marrow . Then laughing loud , he flew Away , and thus said flying , Adieu , mine host , adieu , I'le leave thy ...
... late showrs . Forthwith his bow he bent , And wedded string and arrow , And struck me that it went Quite through my heart and marrow . Then laughing loud , he flew Away , and thus said flying , Adieu , mine host , adieu , I'le leave thy ...
Pàgina 48
... late fault , With holy - meale and spirting salt ; Which done , thy painfull thumb this sentence tells us , " Jove for our labour all things sells us . " Nor are thy daily and devout affaires , Attended with those desp'rate cares Th ...
... late fault , With holy - meale and spirting salt ; Which done , thy painfull thumb this sentence tells us , " Jove for our labour all things sells us . " Nor are thy daily and devout affaires , Attended with those desp'rate cares Th ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 175 - You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing.
Pàgina 93 - As if here were those cooler shades of love. Can such delights be in the street And open fields and we not see't? Come, we'll abroad; and let's obey The proclamation made for May...
Pàgina 94 - Come, let us go while we are in our prime; And take the harmless folly of the time. We shall grow old apace, and die Before we know our liberty. Our life is short, and our days run As fast away as does the sun; And, as a vapour or a drop of rain, Once lost, can ne'er be found again, So when or you or I are made A fable, song, or fleeting shade, All love, all liking, all delight Lies drowned with us in endless night. Then while time serves, and we are but decaying, Come, my Corinna, come, let's go...
Pàgina 115 - Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry.
Pàgina 93 - ... ere this is come Back, and with white-thorn laden home. Some have despatched their cakes and cream, Before that we have left to dream: And some have wept and woo'd, and plighted troth, And chose their priest, ere we can cast off sloth : Many a green-gown has been given, Many a kiss, both odd and even: Many a glance, too, has been sent From out the eye, love's firmament: Many a jest told of the keys...
Pàgina 247 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely Leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er...
Pàgina 20 - Myrha, for the lute and voice ; Next, Corinna, for her wit, And the graceful use of it, With Perilla : All are gone...
Pàgina 97 - Where so much syrup ran at waste : Besides, know this, I never sting The flower that gives me nourishing; But with a kiss, or thanks, do pay For honey that I bear away. This said, he laid his little scrip Of honey 'fore her ladyship; And told her, as some tears did fall, That, that he took, and that was all. At which she...
Pàgina 114 - To THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting. The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse...
Pàgina 83 - TO DIANEME. SWEET, be not proud of those two eyes Which starlike sparkle in their skies ; Nor be you proud, that you can see All hearts your captives ; yours yet free : Be you not proud of that rich hair Which wantons with the lovesick air ; Whenas that ruby which you wear, Sunk from the tip of your soft ear, Will last to be a precious stone When all your world of beauty's gone.