 | Henry Howard (earl of Surrey.) - English poetry - 1870 - 264 pages
...pleasant choice : Good ladies ! help to fill my mourning voice. ' In ship, freight with remembrance Of thoughts and pleasures past, He sails that hath...while it will last ; With scalding sighs, for lack of galo, Furthering his hope, that is his sail, Toward me, the sweet port of his avail. 1 In use. Alas... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, George Gilfillan - 1856 - 364 pages
...my pleasant choice : Good ladies help to fill my mourning voice. 2 In ship freight with remembrance Of thoughts and pleasures past, He sails that hath in governance My life while it will last ; 1 ' Ure : ' supposed to come from the French heure. It means favourable fortune. With scalding sighs,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1862 - 364 pages
...my pleasant choice : Good ladies help to fill my mourning voice. 2 In ship freight with remembrance Of thoughts and pleasures past, He sails that hath...that is his sail, Toward me, the sweet port of his availe. 1 3 Alas! how oft in dreams I see Those eyes that were my food ; Which sometime so delighted... | |
 | Henry Howard Earl of Surrey - 1866 - 280 pages
...pleasant choice : Good ladies ! help to fill my mourning voice. In ship, freight with remembrance • Of thoughts and pleasures past, He sails that hath...his sail, Toward me, the sweet port of his avail. 1 In use. Alas ! how oft in dreams I see Those eyes that were my food ; Which sometime so delighted... | |
 | Sir Thomas Wyatt - English poetry - 1880 - 622 pages
...my pleasant choice : Good ladies ! help to fill my mourning voice. In ship freight with remembrance Of thoughts and pleasures past, He sails that hath...That yet they do me good : Wherewith I wake with his return, Whose absent flame did make me burn : But when I find the lack, Lord ! how I mourn. When other... | |
 | English lyrics - English poetry - 1883 - 340 pages
...my pleasant choice : Good ladies, help to fill my mourning voice. In ship, freight with rememberance Of thoughts, and pleasures past, He sails that hath...Furthering his hope, that is his sail Toward me, the swete port of his avail. Alas ! how oft in dreams I see Those eyes, that were my food, Which sometime... | |
 | English lyrics - English poetry - 1883 - 330 pages
...: With scalding sighs, for lack of gale, Furthering his hope, that is his sail Toward me, the swete port of his avail. Alas ! how oft in dreams I see...That yet they do me good. Wherewith I wake with his return, Whose absent flame did make me burn. But when I find the lack, Lord ! how I mourn. When other... | |
 | English poetry - 1890 - 332 pages
...my pleasant choice : Good ladies, help to fill my mourning voice. In ship, freight with rememberance Of thoughts, and pleasures past, He sails that hath...Furthering his hope, that is his sail Toward me, the swete port of his avail. Alas ! how oft in dreams I see Which sometime so delighted me, That yet they... | |
 | Arthur Quiller-Couch - English poetry - 1895 - 434 pages
...my pleasant choice : Good ladies, help to fill my mourning voice. In ship, freight with rememberance Of thoughts and pleasures past, He sails that hath...That yet they do me good : Wherewith I wake with his return Whose absent flame did make me burn: But when I find the lack, Lord ! how I mourn ! When other... | |
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Toward me, the sweet port of his avail. Alas ! how oft in dreams I see Those eyes that were my food ; Which sometime so delighted me, That yet they do me good... 
