The Queen's Garland: Being Chosen Lyrics of the Reign of Q. ElizabethR.H. Russell, 1898 - 105 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Astrea Beaumont beauty become your master's bodies three Book of Airs bower Campion and Rosseter's cheeks Cuckoo Cupid Daffodil Daphne's Davison's Poetical day I wrote death delight doth durst Edmund Edmund Spenser Elizabethan England's Helicon engraving by George eyes farewell Fletcher flocks flowers Francis Beaumont George Vertue hath my heart hearts and hands honour jealous Night John Fletcher John Lyly Join hearts Jonson ladies lark lips live love good morrow Love's a bee lulla lullaby lyric maids Mary Sidney mind in bodies Nicholas Breton Phoebus Piers pity plaint pleasure praise pretty birds Queen Elizabeth reply Rosseter's Book Saint I serve seek Shakespeare shepherds Sir Philip Sidney Sir Walter Raleigh smile song sorrow my muse Spenser sweet Spring sweeter Saint tears Tell thee Thenot theyr thing Thomas Campion Thomas Dekker Thomas Heywood thought true love hath Vayne women like fair wont on pipes wrote her name
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Página 37 - Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
Página 33 - Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
Página 78 - 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 ! Lay thy bow of pearl apart, And thy crystal shining quiver ; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever : Thou...
Página 29 - Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast : My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest, Ah wanton, will ye...
Página 42 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither — soon forgotten...
Página 34 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 78 - STILL to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast; Still to be powder'd, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed, Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face That makes simplicity a grace; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free: Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all th...
Página 73 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 8 - At cards for kisses — Cupid paid ; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows ; Loses them too ; then down he throws The coral of his lip, the rose Growing...
Página 78 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.