Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1854 - 268 páginas |
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... LOVERS ' PROGRESS • 149 THE PILGRIM THE CAPTAIN . · 149 150 THE QUEEN OF CORINTH 152 THE KNIGHT OF THE BURNING PESTLE 152 THE MAID IN THE MILL 156 WOMEN PLEASED 156 CUPID'S REVENGE 157 THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN 159 THE WOMAN - HATER ...
... LOVERS ' PROGRESS • 149 THE PILGRIM THE CAPTAIN . · 149 150 THE QUEEN OF CORINTH 152 THE KNIGHT OF THE BURNING PESTLE 152 THE MAID IN THE MILL 156 WOMEN PLEASED 156 CUPID'S REVENGE 157 THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN 159 THE WOMAN - HATER ...
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... LOVERS 229 • THE LAW AGAINST LOVERS 231 THE MAN'S THE MASTER . 232 THE CRUEL BROTHER 233 GERVASE MARKHAM AND WILLIAM SAMPSON . HEROD AND ANTIPATER . 234 JASPER MAYNE . THE CITY MATCH 235 SIR SAMUEL TUKE . THE ADVENTURES OF Two HOURS 236 ...
... LOVERS 229 • THE LAW AGAINST LOVERS 231 THE MAN'S THE MASTER . 232 THE CRUEL BROTHER 233 GERVASE MARKHAM AND WILLIAM SAMPSON . HEROD AND ANTIPATER . 234 JASPER MAYNE . THE CITY MATCH 235 SIR SAMUEL TUKE . THE ADVENTURES OF Two HOURS 236 ...
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... lovers be led , Oh ! desperate dolor , the lover is dead ! For all a green willow is his garland ! She said she did love me , and would love me still , She swore above all men I had her good will ; She said and she swore she would my ...
... lovers be led , Oh ! desperate dolor , the lover is dead ! For all a green willow is his garland ! She said she did love me , and would love me still , She swore above all men I had her good will ; She said and she swore she would my ...
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... lovers are beggars for allmys in sight , No lover doth beg for this willow garland ! Of this willow garland the burden seems small , But my break - neck burden I may it well call ; Like the sow of lead on my head it doth fall ! Break ...
... lovers are beggars for allmys in sight , No lover doth beg for this willow garland ! Of this willow garland the burden seems small , But my break - neck burden I may it well call ; Like the sow of lead on my head it doth fall ! Break ...
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... lovers ' songs be turned to holy psalms ; A man at arms must now serve on his knees , And feed on prayers , which are old age's alms : But though from court to cottage he depart , His saint is sure of his unspotted heart . And when he ...
... lovers ' songs be turned to holy psalms ; A man at arms must now serve on his knees , And feed on prayers , which are old age's alms : But though from court to cottage he depart , His saint is sure of his unspotted heart . And when he ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Ascribed to Fletcher ballad beauty Ben Jonson birds blessed boys breath bright charm chaste comedy crown Cuckoo Cupid dance death dost doth DRAMATISTS drink Dyce Edition eyes fair fairy fear fire flowers fool give golden grace green Hark hast hath head heart heaven Hecate heigh Here's Heywood hither honour Hymen JASPER MAYNE Jonson king kiss lady laugh live love's lovers lullaby lusty maid merrily merry Middleton ne'er never NICHOLAS UDALL night nonny nymph Octavo Patient Grissell PHILIP MASSINGER pity play poems poet pretty printed queen Rosalind round Samela Satyr Shakespeare shepherds shew shine sigh sing sleep song sorrow soul spring sweet tears tell thee thine thing Thomas Heywood THOMAS MIDDLETON Thou art Trilla unto verses wanton weep Whilst William Cartwright WILLIAM HABINGTON WILLIAM ROWLEY willow wind wine Witch youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 101 - 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...
Página 202 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Página 90 - 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.
Página 217 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 141 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Página 79 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Página 92 - When daffodils begin to peer, 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 my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Página 94 - 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.
Página 98 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Página 85 - 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.