Rare Poems of the 16th and 17th CentWm. J. Linton 1883 - 264 pages |
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... Sigh they did but now betwixt Sighs of woe were glad sighs mix'd ; With arms cross'd , yet testifying Restless rest , and living dying . Their ears hungry of each word Which the dear tongue SIR PHILIP SIDNEY [1554 — 1586] THE MEETING.
... Sigh they did but now betwixt Sighs of woe were glad sighs mix'd ; With arms cross'd , yet testifying Restless rest , and living dying . Their ears hungry of each word Which the dear tongue SIR PHILIP SIDNEY [1554 — 1586] THE MEETING.
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... sighs to ease me as I may : Whilst others are becalm'd , or lie them still , Or sail secure with tide and wind at will . And as all those which hear this bird complain Conceive on all her tunes a sweet delight , Without remorse or ...
... sighs to ease me as I may : Whilst others are becalm'd , or lie them still , Or sail secure with tide and wind at will . And as all those which hear this bird complain Conceive on all her tunes a sweet delight , Without remorse or ...
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... sigh as you sing ! Here lie his primer and his beads His bent bow and his arrows keen ; His good sword and his holy cross : Now cast on flowers fresh and green ! And , as they fall , shed tears and say Well , well - a - day ! well ...
... sigh as you sing ! Here lie his primer and his beads His bent bow and his arrows keen ; His good sword and his holy cross : Now cast on flowers fresh and green ! And , as they fall , shed tears and say Well , well - a - day ! well ...
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... sighs and weeps , And joys in soul for grieving so . That by himself doth others mete , And of himself still meekly deems ; That never sate in scorner's seat ; But as himself the worst esteems . That loves his body for his soul , Soul ...
... sighs and weeps , And joys in soul for grieving so . That by himself doth others mete , And of himself still meekly deems ; That never sate in scorner's seat ; But as himself the worst esteems . That loves his body for his soul , Soul ...
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... sigh , I grieve , making great moan , In a dark grove , or irksome den , With discontents and furies , — then A thousand miseries at once Mine heavy heart and soul ensconce . All my griefs to this are jolly : None so sour as melancholy ...
... sigh , I grieve , making great moan , In a dark grove , or irksome den , With discontents and furies , — then A thousand miseries at once Mine heavy heart and soul ensconce . All my griefs to this are jolly : None so sour as melancholy ...
Common terms and phrases
adieu AMETAS Anthony Munday barley-break beauty beauty's beggars bel ami bright CARMELA CLORINDA CORYDON Cynthia dainty DAMON dare dear death delight desire Diana disdain doth earth Ellis England's Helicon EPITHALAMIUM eyes fair faith Fancy fear fire flame flowers Folly Fortune golden golden morning breaks grace grief hast hath heart heaven hope joys keep kiss Lady light lips live Loue love anew love true Love's lover Lycoris MADRIGALS methinks mind mirth Mistress N'oserez-vous ne'er never night nought Nymphs pain PHILISTUS Phillada flouts PHILLIDA play pleasure poems poet poor praise pride RICHARD BROME scorn shepherd shine sigh sight sing sleep smile SONG Sonnets sorrow soul Spring stanza stars stay sweet Love tears thee thine thing THOMAS NABBES thou dost Thou lovest amiss Thou must begin thoughts three Ravens TOTTEL'S MISCELLANY tree true love unto untrue Love virtue weep
Popular passages
Page 112 - Her finger was so small, the ring Would not stay on which they did bring, It was too wide a peck : And to say truth, for out it must, ' It look'd like the great collar, just, About our young colt's neck. Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice stole in and out...
Page 202 - THERE is a Lady sweet and kind, Was never face so pleased my mind; I did but see her passing by, And yet I love her till I die.
Page 42 - Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content ; The quiet mind is richer than a crown ; Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent ; The poor estate scorns fortune's angry frown : Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss, Beggars enjoy, when princes 6ft do miss.
Page 16 - Only joy, now here you are, Fit to hear and ease my care; Let my whispering voice obtain Sweet reward for sharpest pain; Take me to thee, and thee to me. "No, no, no, no, my dear, let be.
Page 87 - Hark, now everything is still, The screech-owl and the whistler shrill Call upon our dame aloud, And bid her quickly don her shroud...
Page 36 - As fresh as bin the flowers in May, And of my love my roundelay, My merry, merry, merry roundelay, Concludes with Cupid's curse, — They that do change old love for new, Pray Gods they change for worse ! Ambo simul They that do change, etc.
Page 182 - Weep you no more, sad fountains; What need you flow so fast? Look how the snowy mountains Heaven's sun doth gently waste! But my sun's heavenly eyes, View not your weeping, That now lies sleeping Softly, now softly lies Sleeping.
Page 56 - tis my outward soul, Viceroy to that, which then to heaven being gone, Will leave this to control, And keep these limbs, her provinces, from dissolution.
Page 131 - Yet this is she whose chaster laws The wanton Love shall one day fear, And, under her command severe, See his bow broke and ensigns torn. Happy, who can Appease this virtuous enemy of man!
Page 91 - TO DAISIES, NOT TO SHUT SO SOON SHUT not so soon ; the dull-eyed night Has not as yet begun To make a seizure on the light, Or to seal up the sun. No marigolds yet closed are, — No shadows great appear ; Nor doth the early shepherd's star Shine like a spangle here. Stay but till my Julia close Her life-begetting eye, And let the whole world then dispose Itself to live or die.