Songs from the Plays of ShakespeareAldine House, 1898 - 84 páginas |
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... is a dish for a king . The lark , that tirra - lyra chants , With heigh ! with heigh ! the thrush and the jay , Are summer songs for me and my aunts , While we lie tumbling in the hay . But shall I go mourn for that , my dear 38.
... is a dish for a king . The lark , that tirra - lyra chants , With heigh ! with heigh ! the thrush and the jay , Are summer songs for me and my aunts , While we lie tumbling in the hay . But shall I go mourn for that , my dear 38.
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William Shakespeare, Ernest Rhys. But shall I go mourn for that , my dear ? The pale moon shines by night : And when I wander here and there , I then do most go right . If tinkers may have leave to live And bear the sow - skin budget ...
William Shakespeare, Ernest Rhys. But shall I go mourn for that , my dear ? The pale moon shines by night : And when I wander here and there , I then do most go right . If tinkers may have leave to live And bear the sow - skin budget ...
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... dear - a ? Any silk , any thread , Any toys for your head , Of the new'st and finest , finest wear - a ? Come to the pedlar ; Money's a medler That doth utter all men's ware - a . HEN that I was and a little tiny boy , 41.
... dear - a ? Any silk , any thread , Any toys for your head , Of the new'st and finest , finest wear - a ? Come to the pedlar ; Money's a medler That doth utter all men's ware - a . HEN that I was and a little tiny boy , 41.
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... dear creature , how to think and speak ; Lay open to my earthy - gross conceit , Smother'd in errors , feeble , shallow , weak , The folded meaning of your words ' deceit . Against my soul's pure truth why labour you To make it wander ...
... dear creature , how to think and speak ; Lay open to my earthy - gross conceit , Smother'd in errors , feeble , shallow , weak , The folded meaning of your words ' deceit . Against my soul's pure truth why labour you To make it wander ...
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Términos y frases comunes
alack Ariel Autolycus-Dorcas-Mopsa becomes thy oath bleach blesséd blow break of day bred And fears cockle cuckoo O word dead and gone double tongue earthy-gross conceit ERNEST RHYS fairy fairy Queen fears by pale flowers fond forsworn Full fathom five goest grace you show grange or mill Grecians sackéd Troy Hark HARVARD COLLEGE hath heart heigh heigh-ho Hey nonny holly huntress Hymen icicles King Priam's joy lady Lulla lullaby lute lyric melody merrily merry heart merry note moan native she doth NAUMBURG night nine bad Orlando pale white shown PLAYS OF SHAKESPEARE power I'll yield quoth SHAKESPEARE'S PLAYS shepherd sigh Silvia Smother'd in errors snow soul's pure truth sprite survey With thy tears for glasses thee Thou art Thou hast sworn thy oath full thy secrets tell thy virtue witness'd tree The fair true-Love know truth why labour tunes unto these yellow weep WEET whither yellow sands
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Página 75 - Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Página 54 - 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...
Página 26 - 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 20 - 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.
Página 22 - 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.
Página 42 - 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.
Página 44 - 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 58 - When icicles hang by the wall And Dick the shepherd blows his nail And Tom bears logs into the hall And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Página 45 - 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!
Página 59 - When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.