Songs from the DramatistsRobert Bell J. W. Parker, 1855 - 268 |
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... Charm these eyes with sacred wand ; Thy jailors shall be hopes and fears , Thy prison mates groans , sighs , and tears , Thy play to wear out weary times , Fantastic passions , vows , and rhymes . * An imitation , or rather an ...
... Charm these eyes with sacred wand ; Thy jailors shall be hopes and fears , Thy prison mates groans , sighs , and tears , Thy play to wear out weary times , Fantastic passions , vows , and rhymes . * An imitation , or rather an ...
Strona 54
... charms all ears ; Fond am I thus to sing her praise , These glories now are turned to bays . PAN'S SONG OF SYRINX . PAN'S Syrinx was a girl indeed , Though now she's turned into a reed ; From that dear reed Pan's pipe does come , A pipe ...
... charms all ears ; Fond am I thus to sing her praise , These glories now are turned to bays . PAN'S SONG OF SYRINX . PAN'S Syrinx was a girl indeed , Though now she's turned into a reed ; From that dear reed Pan's pipe does come , A pipe ...
Strona 83
... charm , Come our lonely lady nigh ; So , good night , with lullaby . 2 Weaving spiders , come not here : Hence , you long - legged spinners , hence : Beetles black , approach not near ; Worm , nor snail , do no offence . Chorus ...
... charm , Come our lonely lady nigh ; So , good night , with lullaby . 2 Weaving spiders , come not here : Hence , you long - legged spinners , hence : Beetles black , approach not near ; Worm , nor snail , do no offence . Chorus ...
Strona 105
... charm thee ! Ghost unlaid forbear thee ! Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have ; And renowned be thy grave ! OTHELLO . KING STEPHEN . ING Stephen was a worthy peer , KING His breeches cost him but a crown ; He held them ...
... charm thee ! Ghost unlaid forbear thee ! Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have ; And renowned be thy grave ! OTHELLO . KING STEPHEN . ING Stephen was a worthy peer , KING His breeches cost him but a crown ; He held them ...
Strona 107
... CHARM . THRICE the brinded ‡ cat hath mewed . Thrice ; and once the hedgehog whined . Harpier cries : - ' Tis time , ' tis time . I Witch . Round about the caldron go : In the poisoned entrails throw . Toad , that under cold stone ...
... CHARM . THRICE the brinded ‡ cat hath mewed . Thrice ; and once the hedgehog whined . Harpier cries : - ' Tis time , ' tis time . I Witch . Round about the caldron go : In the poisoned entrails throw . Toad , that under cold stone ...
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Strona 105 - FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o...
Strona 94 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Strona 121 - 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.
Strona 89 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Strona 87 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Strona 89 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Strona 81 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Strona 98 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Strona 91 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly.
Strona 80 - When daisies pied and violets blue And lady-smocks all silver-white And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue Do paint the meadows with delight, The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he, Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...