England's Helicon: A Collection of Lyrical and Pastoral Poems: Published in 1600

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J. C. Nimmo, 1887 - 262 sivua
 

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Sivu 231 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love.
Sivu 230 - And I will make thee beds of roses And a thousand fragrant posies, A cap of flowers, and a kirtle Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle.
Sivu 76 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Sivu 24 - From so ungrateful fancy, From such a female franzy, From them that use men thus, Good Lord, deliver us ! Weep, neighbours, weep ! do you not hear it said That Love is dead? His death-bed, peacock's folly; His winding-sheet is shame; His will, false-seeming holy; His sole executor, blame.
Sivu 77 - by and by ; That to hear her so complain, Scarce I could from tears refrain ; For her griefs so lively shown Made me think upon mine own. Ah, thought I, thou mourn'st in vain ! None takes pity on thy pain : Senseless trees they cannot hear thee ; Ruthless beasts they will not cheer thee : King Pandion he is dead ; All thy friends are lapp'd in lead ; All thy fellow birds do sing, Careless of thy sorrowing.
Sivu 185 - Trust me, while I thee deny, In myself the smart I try. Tyrant honour doth thus use thee : Stella's self might not refuse thee. 'Therefore, dear, this no more move, Lest, though I leave not thy love, Which too deep in me is framed, I should blush when thou art named.
Sivu 169 - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet; Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
Sivu 106 - Now what is love I pray thee, tell? It is that fountain and that well, Where pleasure and repentance dwell. It is perhaps that sauncing bell, That tolls all in to heaven or hell: And this is love, as I heard tell.
Sivu 182 - ASTROPHEL with STELLA sweet, Did for mutual comfort meet ; Both within themselves oppressed, But each in the other blessed. Him great harms had taught much care; Her fair neck a foul yoke bare : But her sight his cares did banish, In his sight her yoke did vanish. Wept they had, alas the while, But now tears themselves did smile; While their eyes by love directed, Interchangeably reflected.
Sivu 175 - Than herdmen wild, who careless .In quiet life rejoice, And Fortune's fate not fearing Sing sweet in Summer morning. Their dealings plain and rightful Are void of all deceit ; They never know how spiteful It is to kneel and wait On favourite presumptuous Whose pride is vain and sumptuous. All day their flocks each tendeth, At night they take their rest, More quiet than who sendeth His ship into the East, Where gold and pearl are plenty, But getting very dainty. For lawyers and their pleading They...

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