...was woe ; Fortune changed made him so When he left his pretty boy, Last his sorrow, first his joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes, That...

...woe; Fortune changed made him so, When he left his pretty boy, ' Last his sorrow, first his joy! 10 Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there 's grief enough for thec ! Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl drops from a flint, Fell...

...was woe ; Fortune changed made him so, When he left his pretty boy, Last his sorrow, first his joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl-drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes, That...

...sound prose; and they could hear mother earth singing among her cornfields : Weep not, my wanton I smile upon my knee; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. VII There are moments when one can read neither Milton nor Spenser, moments when one recollects nothing...

...must kiss Child and mother, baby bliss, For he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. iam McClelland SEPHESTIA'S SONG TO HER CHILD THE SHEPHERD'S WIFE'S SONG Weep not, my wanton,1 smile upon my knee,...

...was woe, Fortune changed made him so, When he left his pretty boy, Last his sorrow, first his joy. ю dead men could not blast. I saw a third — I heard his voice : It is the Hermit good ! Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes, 1 5...

...must kiss Child and mother, baby bless, For he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. Robert Grunt 138 THE TWO APRIL MORNINGS WE walked along, while bright and red Uprose the morning sun...

...was woe; Fortune changed made him so, When he left his pretty boy, Last his sorrow, first his joy. 10 lily drooping, She bowed her head, and died. 40 1716 SWEET WILLIAM'S FAREWELL TO BLACK-E Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes, 15 That...

...bit of humorous sentiment by the dramatist Robert Greene shows the singing quality of the new verse : Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. Mother's wag, pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy; When thy father first did see Such a boy by...

...part, Tears of blood fell from his heart, When he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee. The wanton smiled, father wept, Mother cried, baby leapt ; More he...