ROSALIND. FROM the east to western Ind, Her worth, being mounted on the wind, All the pictures, fairest lined, They that reap must sheaf and bind; He that sweetest rose will find, WHY THE, HOMILY OF LOVE. HY should this desert silent be? Tongues I'll hang on every tree, That shall civil sayings shew. Some, how brief the life of man Runs his erring pilgrimage; That the stretching of a span Buckles in his sum of age. Some, of violated vows "Twixt the souls of friend and friend: But the fairest boughs, upon Or at every sentence' end, * Used for fairness, or beauty. Will I Rosalinda write: Teaching all that read to know Sad Lucretia's modesty. Thus Rosalind of many parts By heavenly synod was devised; To have the touches dearest prized. THE DEATH OF THE DEER. WHAT shall he have that killed the deer? His leather skin, and horns to wear. The horn, the horn, the lusty horn, A THE MESSAGE OF HOPELESS LOVE. RT thou god to shepherd turned, That a maiden's heart hath burned? THE DRAMATISTS. 7 If the scorn of your bright eyne LOVERS LOVE THE SPRING. T was a lover and his lass, IT 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. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, These pretty country folks would lie, This carol they began that hour, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, How that a life was but a flower In spring time, &c. And therefore take the present time, For love is crowned with the prime, THEN THE BETROTHAL. HEN is there mirth in heaven, Good duke, receive thy daughter, That thou mightst join her hand with his, WEDLOCK. WEI EDDING is great Juno's crown; High wedlock then be honourèd: MEASURE FOR MEASURE. TAKE, OH! TAKE THOSE LIPS AWAY. AKE, oh! take those lips away, TAKE That so sweetly were forsworn; Bring again. Seals of love, but sealed in vain, Sealed in vain.* * The music of this song was composed by Jack Wilson,' the singer, who belonged to the same company of players with Shakespeare, and whose name is given in a stage direction in Much Ado about Nothing, 4to, 1600. [See communication from Mr. Collier, Shakespeare Society Papers, ii. 33.] Shakespeare's claim to the words is doubtful. The same song, with an additional stanza, appears in Beaumont and Fletcher's play of Rollo, Duke of Normandy, under which head they will be found in the present volume. Mr. Collier ob A WINTER'S TALE. THE SWEET OF THE YEAR. HEN daffodils begin to peer, WE With heigh! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set thy pugging* tooth on edge; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that tirra-lirra chants, With heigh! with hey! the thrush and the jay: But shall I go mourn for that, my dear? If tinkers may have leave to live, And bear the sow-skin bowget; Then my account I well may give, And in the stocks avouch it. serves, on the other hand, that both stanzas are ascribed to Shakespeare in the edition of his poems printed in 8vo, 1640. But it should be observed also that the song is not given in the earlier edition by Juggard, and that the edition of 1640 is not conclusive authority. The best evidence in favour of Shakespeare's authorship is the general fact that, unlike most of the old dramatists, he never introduced into his plays (with the exception of scraps and foots of popular ballads) any songs by other writers. This is the only instance upon which a doubt can be raised. * Supposed to mean thieving, from the old word puggard, a thief. The close resemblance suggests the derivation from this word of the flash term prigging or proguing, which, however, is rejected by Dr. Nares. |