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... seen ; When other fruits and flowers decay , The bay yet grows full green . Her berries feed the birdes full oft ; Her leves swete water make ; Her boughs we set in every loft , For their swete savour's sake : The birdes do shroude them ...
... seen ; When other fruits and flowers decay , The bay yet grows full green . Her berries feed the birdes full oft ; Her leves swete water make ; Her boughs we set in every loft , For their swete savour's sake : The birdes do shroude them ...
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... seen ; And as ye use to Venus , to her sing , The whilst the woods shall answer , and your echo ring . Now is my love all ready forth to come : Let all the virgins therefore well await ; And ye fresh boys that tend upon her groom ...
... seen ; And as ye use to Venus , to her sing , The whilst the woods shall answer , and your echo ring . Now is my love all ready forth to come : Let all the virgins therefore well await ; And ye fresh boys that tend upon her groom ...
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... seen these , her celestial treasures , And unrevealed pleasures , Then would ye wonder , and her praises sing , That all the woods should answer , and your echo ring . Open the temple gates unto my love ; Open them wide , that she may ...
... seen these , her celestial treasures , And unrevealed pleasures , Then would ye wonder , and her praises sing , That all the woods should answer , and your echo ring . Open the temple gates unto my love ; Open them wide , that she may ...
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... seen : And yet thou wouldst not love me ! They set thee up , they took thee down , They served thee with humility ; Thy foot might not once touch the ground : And yet thou wouldst not love me ! For every morning , when thou rose , I set ...
... seen : And yet thou wouldst not love me ! They set thee up , they took thee down , They served thee with humility ; Thy foot might not once touch the ground : And yet thou wouldst not love me ! For every morning , when thou rose , I set ...
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... seen , by Time's fell hand defaced , The rich proud cost of out - worn bury'd age ; When sometime lofty towers I see down - ras'd , And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom ...
... seen , by Time's fell hand defaced , The rich proud cost of out - worn bury'd age ; When sometime lofty towers I see down - ras'd , And brass eternal slave to mortal rage ; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom ...
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beauty Beauty's birds blush bonny Born bosom bower breast breath bright burning CASTARA charms cheek CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE County Guy Cupid death deep delight died doth dream Earl echo ring face fair fancy flame flowers frae garland gaze gentle GEORGE GASCOIGNE grace green Greensleeves grief grove harvest show hast hath hear heart heaven hope Hymen JAMES HOGG JOANNA BAILLIE kiss LADY LASSIE light lips live looks Love's lover maid mind morn ne'er Netherby never night nosegay nymph o'er odours paine passion pity PLATONIC LOVE pleasure posie praise rest rose shalt sigh sing Sir Thomas Wyatt sleep smile soft SONG SONNET sorrow soul spring sung sunne sweet tears tell thee thine eye thing THOMAS thou art thou wouldst thought thy love tongue trembling twas unto violet voice wanton weel weep whilst woods wouldst not love youth
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Page 168 - ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Page 47 - A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Page 79 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour, which doth in it live. The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses.
Page 164 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west. Through all the wide border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword, he weapons had none, He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 81 - Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odour and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell, Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew ; Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose : They were but sweet, but figures of delight, Drawn after you, you pattern of all those. Yet seem'd it winter still, and, you away, As with your shadow I with these did play.
Page 116 - WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Page 82 - The forward violet thus did I chide : Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy soft cheek for complexion dwells In my love's veins thou hast too grossly dyed.
Page 165 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran: There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see, So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
Page 165 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
Page 38 - One day I wrote her name upon the strand; But came the waves, and washed it away: Again, I wrote it with a second hand; But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay A mortal thing so to immortalize; For I myself shall like to this decay, And eke my name be wiped out likewise.