...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. The wanton smiled, father wept, Mother cried, baby leapt ; More he...

...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 GREENE. PHILOMELA'S ODE THAT SHE SUNG IN HER ARBOUR. ITTING by a river side, Where a silent...

...The sweet Pamela was brought into a sweet sleep with this song."] SEPHESTIA'S SONG TO HER CHILD. EEP 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...

...this light Greene's ' Sephestia's Song to her Child,' from the ' Menophon '. The song opens thus— Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee; When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. There the stroke is made direct upon characteristic points of soothing, by means of the endearing 'wanton,'...

...sunk in ways of debauchery than any of his fellows ; 'tis a mother's song to her child : — • " 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...

...I 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 ihee. Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes,...

...more deeply sunk in ways of debauchery than any of his fellows; 't is a mother's song to her child :"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...

...him, indeed, for the word " brightsome," and for two lines of Sephestia's song to her child, — " Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old, there 's grief enough for thee, — which have all the innocence of the Old Age in them. Otherwise...

...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 lept ; More he crowed, more we cried, Nature could not...

...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 lept; More he crowed, more we cried, Nature could not...