Excerpta Tudoriana: Or, Extracts from Elizabethan Literature, Volúmenes1-2Printed at the private Press of Lee Priory by Johnson and Warwick, 1814 |
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... will ask no more ! DIRGE . SITTING late with sorrows sleeping , Where heart bled , and eyes were weeping , a Harl . MSS . 6910 , fol . 158 . I might see from high descending Beauty mourning for Love's 18 .... Excerpta Tudoriana . Song ...
... will ask no more ! DIRGE . SITTING late with sorrows sleeping , Where heart bled , and eyes were weeping , a Harl . MSS . 6910 , fol . 158 . I might see from high descending Beauty mourning for Love's 18 .... Excerpta Tudoriana . Song ...
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... offend you . But now he is dead and gone , I shall lose you every one.a b This is like Sydney's manner ; perhaps it may be found among his Poems . Sorrows , now come show your powers ; Earth , Excerpta Tudoriana ..... 19.
... offend you . But now he is dead and gone , I shall lose you every one.a b This is like Sydney's manner ; perhaps it may be found among his Poems . Sorrows , now come show your powers ; Earth , Excerpta Tudoriana ..... 19.
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Or, Extracts from Elizabethan Literature. Sorrows , now come show your powers ; Earth , give over bringing flowers ... sorrow shaked ; And then poor Coridon awaked.a THE SEA . WHO life doth loath , and longs Death to behold , Before he ...
Or, Extracts from Elizabethan Literature. Sorrows , now come show your powers ; Earth , give over bringing flowers ... sorrow shaked ; And then poor Coridon awaked.a THE SEA . WHO life doth loath , and longs Death to behold , Before he ...
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... Sorrow sit alone , In doleful thoughts to end my days ; And when I hear the storms arise , That troubled ghosts do leave their grave , With hellish sounds , and Horror's cries , Let me go look out of my cave ! And when I feel what ...
... Sorrow sit alone , In doleful thoughts to end my days ; And when I hear the storms arise , That troubled ghosts do leave their grave , With hellish sounds , and Horror's cries , Let me go look out of my cave ! And when I feel what ...
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... Sorrows grown . Is this the honour of an haughty thought , For Lover's hap to have all spite or love ? Hath wretched skill thus blinded Reason taught In this conceit such discontent to move , That Beauty so is of herself bereft , That ...
... Sorrows grown . Is this the honour of an haughty thought , For Lover's hap to have all spite or love ? Hath wretched skill thus blinded Reason taught In this conceit such discontent to move , That Beauty so is of herself bereft , That ...
Términos y frases comunes
Alexis Beauty Began the faults behold bird blessed bliss comfort Coridon country loves dear death delight dost doth earth ELIZABETHAN LITERATURE eternal eyes face faith favour fear flocks foes follies FRANCIS DAVISON Galate glory grace gracious grief Harl hath heart heaven heavenly heavenly creature Heigh hell holy honour hope Joseph Bryan Julius Cæsar King kiss light live London look Lord love a Shepherd Love's loves such sweet Menalcas mercy mercy's mind misery mourning Muse never NICHOLAS BRETON night Nymphs OSEAS pain Phillida Phillis pity pleasure poor praise pride private Press PSALM repent Robert Greene Rosamond ruth Samela sate scorn seek sheep Shepherd swain shew sighs sight sing sleep smile SONG SONNET sore sorrow soul spirit sweet desires gain tears thee Thessaly thine Thomas Campion Thomas Lodge thou hast thought Tityrus trapt unto Venus wanton weep William Hunnis woes youth
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Página 66 - Then she made the shepherd call All the heavens to witness truth, Never loved a truer youth. Thus with many a pretty oath, Yea and nay, and faith and troth, Such as silly shepherds use, When they will not love abuse, Love, which had been long deluded, Was with kisses sweet concluded: And Phillida with garlands gay, Was made the Lady of the May.
Página 64 - SAMELA. Like to Diana in her summer weed, Girt with a crimson robe of brightest dye, Goes fair Samela ; Whiter than be the flocks that straggling feed, When washed by Arethusa faint they lie, Is fair Samela...
Página 65 - Much ado there was, God wot ; He would love and she would not. She said, " Never man was true ; " He said,
Página 36 - Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
Página 101 - At Cupid's bonfires burning in the eye, Blown with the empty breath of vain desires; You that prefer the painted cabinet Before the wealthy jewels it doth store...
Página 97 - Though much I want that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave.
Página 98 - I press to bear no haughty sway. I wish no more than may suffice. I do no more than well I may. Look what I want my mind supplies Lo, thus I triumph like a king, My mind content with anything.
Página 108 - AH, what is love? It is a pretty thing, -£*- As sweet unto a shepherd as a king; And sweeter too, For kings have cares that wait upon a crown, And cares can make the sweetest love to frown: Ah then, ah then, If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain?
Página 109 - His flocks are folded, he comes home at night, As merry as a king in his delight...
Página 110 - For cares cause kings full oft their sleep to spill, Where weary shepherds lie and snort their fill.