The Book of Elizabethan VerseWilliam Stanley Braithwaite |
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... hast said and done thy most , A naked thinking heart , that makes no show , Is to a woman but a kind of ghost ; How shall she know my heart ? Or , having none , Know thee for one ? Practice may make her know some other part , But take ...
... hast said and done thy most , A naked thinking heart , that makes no show , Is to a woman but a kind of ghost ; How shall she know my heart ? Or , having none , Know thee for one ? Practice may make her know some other part , But take ...
Page 77
... Most cruel in my wound . With lilies white And roses bright Doth strain thy colour fair ; Nature did lend Each finger's end A pearl for to repair . 82 . Consent at last , Since that thou hast My heart 12 77 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
... Most cruel in my wound . With lilies white And roses bright Doth strain thy colour fair ; Nature did lend Each finger's end A pearl for to repair . 82 . Consent at last , Since that thou hast My heart 12 77 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
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William Stanley Braithwaite. Consent at last , Since that thou hast My heart in thy demesne For service true On me to rue , And reach me love again . And if not so , There with more woe Enforce thyself to strain This simple heart , That ...
William Stanley Braithwaite. Consent at last , Since that thou hast My heart in thy demesne For service true On me to rue , And reach me love again . And if not so , There with more woe Enforce thyself to strain This simple heart , That ...
Page 96
... hast too grossly dyed . The lily I condemnèd for thy hand And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair ; The roses fearfully on thorns did stand , One blushing shame , another white despair ; A third , nor red nor white , had stolen of both ...
... hast too grossly dyed . The lily I condemnèd for thy hand And buds of marjoram had stolen thy hair ; The roses fearfully on thorns did stand , One blushing shame , another white despair ; A third , nor red nor white , had stolen of both ...
Page 147
... hast loved , ever Beloved again , thou shalt see those joys never . Hark how they groan that died despairing ! Oh , take heed , then ! Hark how they howl for over - daring ! All these were men . They that be fools , and die for fame ...
... hast loved , ever Beloved again , thou shalt see those joys never . Hark how they groan that died despairing ! Oh , take heed , then ! Hark how they howl for over - daring ! All these were men . They that be fools , and die for fame ...
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Anon Astrophel and Stella beauty bel ami Ben Jonson birds bliss breast breath bright Bullen Campion Corydon Cuckoo dear death delight desire dost doth Dowden earth Elizabethan England's Helicon eyes Faery Queene fair fairy-queen faith fear fire Fletcher flowers glory golden grace green grief hair happy hath heart heaven heavenly Herrick honour Jonson King kiss Lady leave light Line Line 11 lips live livës joy look Lord Love's lovers lullaby Madrigals maids merry mind Muse N'oserez never night nymphs passions pity pleasure poem poets praise pretty Queen Queen Mab roses says Shakespeare shalt shepherd shine sighs sing sleep smile song sonnet sorrow soul Spenser spring stanzas star swain sweet tears tell Tereus thee thine things thou art thought true love unto verse W. W. Greg wanton weep Whilst wind youth