An Oxford Anthology of English PoetryHoward Foster Lowry, Willard Thorp |
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Page 109
... sing , The whiles the woods shal answer and your eccho ring . Now is my loue all ready forth to come , 110 Let all ... sing the thing , that mote thy mind delight , Doe not thy seruants simple boone refuse , But let this day let this one ...
... sing , The whiles the woods shal answer and your eccho ring . Now is my loue all ready forth to come , 110 Let all ... sing the thing , that mote thy mind delight , Doe not thy seruants simple boone refuse , But let this day let this one ...
Page 256
... Sing no more ditties , sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men was ever so , Since summer first was leavy . Then sigh not so , But let them go , And be you blithe and bonny , Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey ...
... Sing no more ditties , sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men was ever so , Since summer first was leavy . Then sigh not so , But let them go , And be you blithe and bonny , Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey ...
Page 291
... SING of brooks , of blossomes , birds , and bowers : Of April , May , of June , and July - flowers . I sing of May - poles , hock - carts , " wassails , wakes , Of bride - grooms , brides , and of their bridall - cakes . I write of ...
... SING of brooks , of blossomes , birds , and bowers : Of April , May , of June , and July - flowers . I sing of May - poles , hock - carts , " wassails , wakes , Of bride - grooms , brides , and of their bridall - cakes . I write of ...
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