Lyrics from the Dramatists of the Elizabethan AgeArthur Henry Bullen J.C. Nimmo, 1889 - 243 páginas |
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... head , Mock2 thee till madness strike thee dead , As , Phao , thou dost me with thy proud eyes ; In thee poor Sappho lives , for thee she dies . 1 Old ed . " by . " 2 Old ed . " mockes . " Μ ' VULCAN'S SONG . Y shag - hair Cyclops JOHN ...
... head , Mock2 thee till madness strike thee dead , As , Phao , thou dost me with thy proud eyes ; In thee poor Sappho lives , for thee she dies . 1 Old ed . " by . " 2 Old ed . " mockes . " Μ ' VULCAN'S SONG . Y shag - hair Cyclops JOHN ...
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... head . Wine nothing shall cost ye ; Nor huge fires to roast ye ; Then soberly let us be led . Constable . Come , my brown bills , we'll roar , Bounce loud at tavern door . Omnes . And i ' th ' morning steal all to bed . FAIRY REVELS ...
... head . Wine nothing shall cost ye ; Nor huge fires to roast ye ; Then soberly let us be led . Constable . Come , my brown bills , we'll roar , Bounce loud at tavern door . Omnes . And i ' th ' morning steal all to bed . FAIRY REVELS ...
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... head , The Muses dance about his bed ; When on his ravishing lute he plays , Strew his temple round with bays . Io , pæans let us sing To the glittering Delian king ! From JOHN LYLY'S Bombie , 1594 . Mother IO , IO JOHN LYLY . SONG TO ...
... head , The Muses dance about his bed ; When on his ravishing lute he plays , Strew his temple round with bays . Io , pæans let us sing To the glittering Delian king ! From JOHN LYLY'S Bombie , 1594 . Mother IO , IO JOHN LYLY . SONG TO ...
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... flinging hats i ' th ' fire . Omnes . Io , Bacchus at thy table , Make us of thy reeling rabble . 1 Drawers , tapsters . 2 Head , wits . LOVE'S COLLEGE . CUPID ! monarch over kings , Wherefore JOHN LYLY . II From JOHN LYLY'S ...
... flinging hats i ' th ' fire . Omnes . Io , Bacchus at thy table , Make us of thy reeling rabble . 1 Drawers , tapsters . 2 Head , wits . LOVE'S COLLEGE . CUPID ! monarch over kings , Wherefore JOHN LYLY . II From JOHN LYLY'S ...
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... head , and body , are of gold : The second shaft is Hate , a foe to love , And bitter are his torments for to prove : The third is Hope , from whence our comfort springs , His feathers [ they ] are pulled from Fortune's wings : Fourth ...
... head , and body , are of gold : The second shaft is Hate , a foe to love , And bitter are his torments for to prove : The third is Hope , from whence our comfort springs , His feathers [ they ] are pulled from Fortune's wings : Fourth ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Apollo arrows beauty Ben Jonson birds bless bright Careless Shepherdess charm Chorus cold crown Cuckoo Cupid dance dead death delight ding dong doth drink eyes fair fairy fear fire flowers fool Gipsy give golden grave green grow Hark haste hath head heart heaven heaven's gate Hecate heigh Hesperus hither holiday holy honour Hymen JAMES SHIRLEY'S JOHN FLETCHER'S JONSON'S keep king kiss lady lips live Love's lovers lusty Lyly's lyrical maid Maid's Tragedy Masque Melampus merrily merry MISTRESS mortal ne'er never Nice Valour night nonny Nymph o'er play praise pretty queen Richard Brome Robin Hood rose satyrs shepherds shine sigh sing sleep songs sorrow soul spring stay Strow sweet tears thee Thetis thing THOMAS THOMAS MIDDLETON thou art unto Venus virgin wanton weep Whilst William Rowley wind Witch youth
Pasajes populares
Página 34 - 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 44 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen. Because thou art not seen, 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.
Página 217 - Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks Sleeking her soft alluring locks; By all the nymphs that nightly dance Upon thy streams with wily glance; Rise, rise, and heave thy rosy head From thy coral-paven bed, And bridle in thy headlong wave, Till thou our summons answered have. Listen and save!
Página 52 - 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.
Página 31 - 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...
Página 142 - Of what is't fools make such vain keeping? Sin their conception, their birth weeping, Their life a general mist of error, Their death a hideous storm of terror. Strew your hair with powders sweet, Don clean linen, bathe your feet, And (the foul fiend more to check) A crucifix let bless your neck : 'Tis now full tide 'tween night and day ; End your groan, and come away.
Página 56 - 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 69 - Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth! Do but look on her hair, it is bright As love's star when it riseth! Do but mark, her...
Página 47 - In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding. Sweet lovers love the spring.
Página 43 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...