A Paradise of Daintie Devices: A Collection of Poems, Songs, BalladsC. Pratt & Company, 1882 - 93 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
AMARYLLIS Black-Eyed Susan bold Robin bosom children deare Christmas Carol Coleraine Cupid plague thee delight doth dyed Edmund Clarence Stedman eyes fair fairies father's joy Father's sorrow foe to reason frown or smile girl give greenwood tree grew hand Hare heart heigh-ho Hood and Allin-a-Dale John Anderson John Gay King Oberon's Apparel kiss kiss'd Kitty left his pretty lily Little John lives look Love and Age lover maid Matthew Prior Miller of Dee Minerva's Thimble ne'er NIEUW AMSTERDAM night o'er Paradise of Daintie Pastoral Song Phyllis pleasure poor at Christmas pretty babes pretty boy quoth Robin Hood Robert Herrick rose Sat and knotted sing Siren pleasant skipper Sonnet soul Spectator Ab Extra sweet tears tell there's grief Thomas Thomas Bailey Aldrich Thomas Lodge thou art old thy true love Toroddle toroll Twas unto vows wanton Wilful Wife wind Wood young
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Página 77 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Página 36 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...
Página 64 - John Anderson my jo," JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John, Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. II. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
Página 18 - The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again, The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair.
Página 64 - And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Página 24 - ON A GIRDLE THAT which her slender waist confined Shall now my joyful temples bind: No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my Heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer: My joy, my grief, my hope, my love Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass ! and yet there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair: Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the Sun goes round.
Página 43 - FRIENDSHIP, like love, is but a name, Unless to one you stint the flame. The child, whom many fathers share, Hath seldom known a father's care.
Página 18 - Drinks up the sea, and when he 's done, The Moon and Stars drink up the Sun: They drink and dance by their own light, They drink and revel all the night: Nothing in Nature 's sober found, But an eternal health goes round. Fill up the bowl, then, fill it high, Fill all the glasses there — for why Should every creature drink but I? Why, man of morals, tell me why?
Página 39 - For near her stood the little boy Her childish favor singled; His cap pulled low upon a face Where pride and shame were mingled. Pushing with restless feet the snow To right and left, he lingered ; As restlessly her tiny hands The blue-checked apron fingered.
Página 84 - The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws, Her coat, that with the tortoise vies, Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes, She saw — and purr'd applause.