Shakespeare's SongsJ. Lane, 1901 - 140 pagina's |
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Adonis alack beauty birds do sing blessed blush bosom breath burn'd canakin clink cheeks cuckoo CYMBELINE dead dear ding a ding dost eyes fair fairy fear flower fool forsworn gainst GENTLEMEN OF VERONA grace green hang Hark hath hear heaven heigh heigh-ho HENRY OSPOVAT hey ding hey nonino hither Hymen Illustrations JOHN LANE Jove KING LEAR kiss lady lark live love the spring LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST Lulla lullaby maid MERCHANT OF VENICE merrily merry heart MIDSUMMER-NIGHT'S DREAM moan ne'er night o'er OTHELLO pale Philip Connard phoenix pretty ring queen quoth rain it raineth raineth every day ROBERT BROWNING Rosalind SCENE II scorn shepherd shine sigh Silvia Sing willow SONGS Sonnets sorrow Sweet lovers love tears TEMPEST Tereu thee thou art Thou hast TIMON OF ATHENS tongue tree TROILUS AND CRESSIDA true unto VOLUME vows weep wind WINTER'S TALE youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 22 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Pagina 128 - Every thing did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone : She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity : 'Fie, fie, fie...
Pagina 42 - When daffodils begin to peer, "With heigh ! the doxy over the dale, "Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year ; For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale.
Pagina 61 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Pagina 4 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Pagina 66 - Blow, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude ; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude.
Pagina 54 - Tu-whit, tu-who - a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl...
Pagina 102 - O father ! what a hell of witchcraft lies In the small orb of one particular tear, But with the inundation of the eyes What rocky heart to water will not wear?
Pagina 2 - Tell me, where is fancy * bred, Or in the heart, or in the head ? How begot, how nourished ? Reply, reply. It is engender'd in the eyes, With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies : Let us all ring fancy's knell ; I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
Pagina 68 - Under the greenwood tree * Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.* JAQ.