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appears arms bears beauty birds blessed blood boys bright bring called charm cold comes Cupid dance dead death desire doth DRAMATISTS drink Edition eyes face fair fall fear fire Fletcher flowers fool friends give golden green grow hand Hark hast hath head hear heart heaven JOHN keep kind king kiss lady laugh leave light live look love's lovers maid merry ne'er never night pain pieces pity play pleasure poet poor pretty printed prove Queen rest ring round Shakespeare sigh sing sleep song sorrow soul spring sweet tell thee thing thou thought true turn unto verses wanton weep Whilst willow wind wine woods writers young youth
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Page 101 - 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...
Page 202 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 90 - 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.
Page 217 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 141 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.
Page 79 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 92 - When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh ! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge ; For a quart of ale is a dish for a king. The lark, that...
Page 94 - 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.
Page 98 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Page 85 - 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.
Bibliographic information
| Title | Songs from the Dramatists Annotated edition of the English poets Bell's English poets |
| Editor | Robert Bell |
| Publisher | J. W. Parker, 1854 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 14 Dec 2006 |
| Length | 268 pages |
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