Lyrics from the Old Song BooksEdmondstoune Duncan G. Routledge & Sons, Limited, 1927 - Всего страниц: 611 |
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... light , soon lost for new love . So long as I was in your sight , I was your heart , your soul , your treasure ; And evermore you sobbed and sighed , Burning in flames beyond all measure : Three days endured your love to me : And it was ...
... light , soon lost for new love . So long as I was in your sight , I was your heart , your soul , your treasure ; And evermore you sobbed and sighed , Burning in flames beyond all measure : Three days endured your love to me : And it was ...
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... light , soon lost , for new love . Another shepherd you did see , To whom your heart was soon enchainèd : Full soon your love was leapt from me , Full soon my place he had obtainèd . Soon came a third your love to win , And we were out ...
... light , soon lost , for new love . Another shepherd you did see , To whom your heart was soon enchainèd : Full soon your love was leapt from me , Full soon my place he had obtainèd . Soon came a third your love to win , And we were out ...
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... light , From every bale our boundes for to bless , Born of the glorious Virgin Mary bright . Above the radiant heaven ethereal , The court of stars , the course of sun and moon , The potent prince of joy imperial , The high surmounting ...
... light , From every bale our boundes for to bless , Born of the glorious Virgin Mary bright . Above the radiant heaven ethereal , The court of stars , the course of sun and moon , The potent prince of joy imperial , The high surmounting ...
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... light , And darkness it is fled : The merry horn wakes up the morn To leave his idle bed . Behold the skies with golden dyes Are glowing all around ; The grass is green , and so are the treen , All laughing at the sound . The horses ...
... light , And darkness it is fled : The merry horn wakes up the morn To leave his idle bed . Behold the skies with golden dyes Are glowing all around ; The grass is green , and so are the treen , All laughing at the sound . The horses ...
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... light ; FIR The seas be robbed of their waves ; The day want sun , and sun want bright ; The night want shade ; the dead men graves ; The April flowers ; and leaves the tree , Before I false , my faith , to thee . First shall the top of ...
... light ; FIR The seas be robbed of their waves ; The day want sun , and sun want bright ; The night want shade ; the dead men graves ; The April flowers ; and leaves the tree , Before I false , my faith , to thee . First shall the top of ...
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Стр. 166 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Стр. 136 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Стр. 494 - NIGHTINGALE My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Стр. 253 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Стр. 136 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely. The pangs of despised love, the law's delay. The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes. When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Стр. 128 - Who is Silvia ? what is she, That all our swains commend her ? Holy, fair, and wise is she, The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired
Стр. 136 - tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil...
Стр. 505 - I remember, I remember I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away.
Стр. 115 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Стр. 525 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. / was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my ANNABEL LEE — .With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...