Songs from the British DramaEdward Bliss Reed Yale University Press, 1925 - 386 páginas |
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... Venus ' child , king Priam's son : To steal from Greece a lady bright , For whom the wars of Troy begun ? Naught fearing danger that might fall , Lady , lady , From Greece to Troy he went with all , My dear Lady . Clytemnestra : When ...
... Venus ' child , king Priam's son : To steal from Greece a lady bright , For whom the wars of Troy begun ? Naught fearing danger that might fall , Lady , lady , From Greece to Troy he went with all , My dear Lady . Clytemnestra : When ...
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... so bright , These cannot stain the shine of thee , Nor yet Minerva of great might . Thou passest Venus far away , Lady , lady , Love thee I will both night and day , My dear Lady . My mouse , my nobs , my coney sweet , John Pickering 19.
... so bright , These cannot stain the shine of thee , Nor yet Minerva of great might . Thou passest Venus far away , Lady , lady , Love thee I will both night and day , My dear Lady . My mouse , my nobs , my coney sweet , John Pickering 19.
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... Venus ' wanton school , Who highest sits , the wise man or the fool : Fools in love's college Have far more knowledge To read a woman over , Than a neat prating lover . Nay , ' tis confessed That fools please women best . Rixula : FULL ...
... Venus ' wanton school , Who highest sits , the wise man or the fool : Fools in love's college Have far more knowledge To read a woman over , Than a neat prating lover . Nay , ' tis confessed That fools please women best . Rixula : FULL ...
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... : Reverence , reverence , most humble reverence . Gods : Most humble reverence . THE ARRAIGNMENT OF PARIS . A PASTORAL , i . 3. 1584 . 3. wonne : dwell . Pallas , Juno and Venus enter , Rhanis leading the Thomas Lodge 39.
... : Reverence , reverence , most humble reverence . Gods : Most humble reverence . THE ARRAIGNMENT OF PARIS . A PASTORAL , i . 3. 1584 . 3. wonne : dwell . Pallas , Juno and Venus enter , Rhanis leading the Thomas Lodge 39.
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Edward Bliss Reed. Pallas , Juno and Venus enter , Rhanis leading the way . Pan alone sings . THE God of shepherds , and his mates , With country cheer salute your states , Fair , wise and worthy as you be , And thank the gracious ladies ...
Edward Bliss Reed. Pallas , Juno and Venus enter , Rhanis leading the way . Pan alone sings . THE God of shepherds , and his mates , With country cheer salute your states , Fair , wise and worthy as you be , And thank the gracious ladies ...
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Términos y frases comunes
A. H. Bullen ANONYMOUS Autolycus beauty birds blow Bullen CARELESS SHEPHERDESS charm Charon Chorus Clytemnestra crown Cuckoo Cupid dance dear delight dialogue ditty doth dramatists drink E. K. Chambers edition Elizabethan England's Helicon Enter eyes fair farewell fear fire flowers folio fool gentle give green Guiderius Hark hath hear heart honour John King kiss lady laugh Love's lovers lulla lute maid MAID'S METAMORPHOSIS MAID'S TRAGEDY MASQUE merrily merry mistress musicians ne'er never night nymphs o'er play Playford's pleasure pretty printed prithee quarto Queen Robin round Shakespeare shepherds sigh sing sleep song sorrow soul spring stage direction stanza sung sweet tell thee There's Thomas THOMAS CAMPION thou Thracian title-page tune unto Venus Vincent Jackson voice wanton wassail weep Whilst willow wind young youth
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Página 65 - 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 64 - 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 62 - 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 143 - 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 94 - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
Página 153 - HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly ! There's nought in this life sweet, If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy ; Oh ! sweetest melancholy. Welcome, folded arms, and fixed eyes, A sigh that piercing mortifies, A look that's fastened to the ground, A tongue chained up, without a sound...
Página 140 - 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 182 - Sweet echo, sweetest nymph, that liv'st unseen Within thy airy shell By slow Meander's margent green, And in the violet-embroidered vale Where the love-lorn nightingale Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well: Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair That likest thy Narcissus are? O, if thou have Hid them in some flowery cave, Tell me but where, Sweet Queen of Parley, Daughter of the Sphere! So may'st thou be translated to the skies, And give resounding grace to all Heaven's harmonies!
Página 57 - 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 156 - Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung : as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Every thing 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.