 | Ballads, English - 1725 - 324 pages
...clos'd in Death, And ev'ry Charm is fled. The hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This Winding-Sheet I wear, And cold and weary lafts our Night, Till that laft Morn...But hark ! the Cock has warn'd me hence : A long and laft ADIEU! Come fee, falfe Man, how low (lie lies, That dy'd for Love of you. Now Birds did fing and... | |
 | Ballads, English - 1725 - 328 pages
...clos'd in Death. And ev'ry Charm is fled. The hungry Worm my Sifter is; This Winding-Sheet I wear, And cold and weary lafts our Night, Till that laft Morn appear. But hark! the Cock has wam'd me hence : A long and laR ADIEU ! Come fee, falfe Man, how low fhe lies, That dy'd for Love of... | |
 | Ambrose Philips - 1725 - 324 pages
...hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This Winding-Sheet I wear, And cold and weary lads our Night, Till that lafl Morn appear. But hark ! the Cock has warn'd me hence : A long and laft ADIEU I Come fee, falfe Man, how low fhe lies, That dy'd for Love of you. Now Birds did (ing and... | |
 | David Mallet - English poetry - 1728 - 88 pages
...clos'd in Death, And every Charm is fled. The hungry Worm my Sifter is ; This Winding Sheet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our Night, Till that Laft Morn...hark ! - the Cock has warn'd Me hence ; A long and laft Adieu ! Come, fee, falfe Man, how low She lies, v J Who dy'd for Love of You. , 80 WILLIAM rtK/3-MARGARET.... | |
 | Allan Ramsay - 1733 - 398 pages
...in death, And every cnarm is fled. The hungry worm my fifter is ; This winding-flieet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night, Till that laft morn...long and late adieu ! Come fee, falfe man ! how low flie lies, That dy'd for love of you. . The lark fung out, the morning fmil'd, And rais'd her glift'ring... | |
 | David Mallet - English poetry - 1759 - 228 pages
...; This 'winding jbeet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night, Till that loft morn appear. XJV. But hark ! the cock has warn'd me hence; A long and late adieu ! Come, fee, falfe man, how low /he lies, Who dy'd for love of you. XV. The lark fung loud ; the morning finil'd, With beams of rofy... | |
 | Ballads, English - 1765 - 404 pages
...•' And every charm is fled. " The hungry worm my fifter is ; " This winding-meet I wear : 50 " And cold and weary lafts our night, " Till that laft morn appear. " But hark F the cock has warn'd me hence! " A long and laft adieu ! " Come fee, falfe man, how low me lies, 55... | |
 | Thomas Percy - 1767 - 424 pages
...fearful hour, if. Edit. " The " The hungry worm my fifter is ; " This winding-Qieet I wear : jo " And cold and weary lafts our night, " Till that laft morn...hark ! the cock has Warn'd me hence ! . " A long and laft adieu ! " Come fee, falfe man, how low fhe lies, jj " Who dy'd for love of you." The lark fung... | |
 | Moses Mendez - English poetry - 1767 - 340 pages
...; This winding fheet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night, Till that laft morn appear. XIV. But hark ! the cock has warn'd me hence ; A long and late adieu ! Come, fee, falfe man, how low fhe lies, Who dy'd for love of you. XV. The lark fung loud ; the morning fmil'd, With beams of rofy red... | |
 | Moses Mendez - English poetry - 1770 - 334 pages
...; This winding fheet I wear : And cold and weary lafts our night, Till that laft morn appear. XIV. But hark ! the cock has warn'd me hence; A long and late adieu ! Come, fee, falfe man, how low fhe lies, Who dy'd for love of you. XV. The lark fung loud ; the morning fmil'd, With beams of rofy red... | |
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That face, alas! no more is fair; Those lips no longer red: Dark are my eyes, now clos'd in death, And every charm is fled. The hungry worm my sister is; This winding-sheet I wear: And cold and weary lasts our night, Till that last morn appear. 
