 Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu ! she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings.  Dramatic Works of John Ford ... - Page 378by John Ford - 1827Full view - About this book
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 pages
...the ravish'd nightingale. Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu, she cries, And still her woes at midnight ris«. Brave prick song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what... | |
 | George Ellis - English poetry - 1811 - 472 pages
...Jug' ]"§»— Jug' Jug' — tereu, she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark ! with... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - Authors, English - 1819 - 432 pages
...Jug, jug, jug, jug — tereu — she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at Heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark ! hark ! but what... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1821 - 486 pages
...heads." Perhaps, as Mr. Reed has observed, Shakspeare remembered Lilly's Compaspe, printed in 1584- : " who is't now we hear? " None but the lark so shrill and clear ; " How at, heaven's gate she claps her wings, " The morn not waking till she sings." For thy sweet love remember'd, such... | |
 | Rowland Freeman - Authors, English - 1821 - 846 pages
...j"gt— jug, jug,— terue, — she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking 'till she sings. Hark, hark ! with... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - English drama - 1825 - 426 pages
...bird so sings, yet so does wail ? O'tis the ravish'd nightingale. Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu she crys, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick song! who is't now we hear ? 37 None but the lark so shril and clear; "Song.] This Song, as the two former, is omitted in all... | |
 | Robert Dodsley, Isaac Reed, Octavius Gilchrist - English drama - 1825 - 422 pages
...bird so sings, yet so does wail ? O'tis the ravish'd nightingale. Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu she crys, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick song ! who is't now we hear ? 37 None but the lark so shril and clear; 36 Song.] This Song, as the two former, is omitted in all... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1826 - 576 pages
...silver breast The snn ariseth in his majesty.' Perhaps Lyly's Alexander and Campaspe suggested this song : ' who is't now we hear ; None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark' Passages... | |
 | John Ford - Dramatists, English - 1827 - 672 pages
...ravish'd nightingale. Ju». jug. j"g. j"g. tereu she cryes, And still her woes at midnight rise. Jirave prick -song ! who is't now we hear? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; How at heaven s gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what a pretty... | |
 | Languages, Modern - 1847 - 518 pages
...yet so does wail? 0 't'is the ravish'd nightingale — Jug, jug, jug, jug — tereu — she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick —...now we hear? None but the lark so shrill and clear, Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Harh, hark! but what... | |
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