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... arise . The Love Call W. Shakespeare Phyllida . CORYDON , arise , my Corydon ! Titan shineth clear . Corydon . Who is it that calleth Corydon ? Who is it that I hear ? Phyl . Phyllida , thy true love , calleth thee 3 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
... arise . The Love Call W. Shakespeare Phyllida . CORYDON , arise , my Corydon ! Titan shineth clear . Corydon . Who is it that calleth Corydon ? Who is it that I hear ? Phyl . Phyllida , thy true love , calleth thee 3 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
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... hear and recompense my love . Fair King , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou two sweeter eyes Shalt see than those which by Penčus ' streams Did once thy heart surprise . Nay , suns , which shine as clear As thou ...
... hear and recompense my love . Fair King , who all preserves , But show thy blushing beams , And thou two sweeter eyes Shalt see than those which by Penčus ' streams Did once thy heart surprise . Nay , suns , which shine as clear As thou ...
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... hear A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre , Your stormy chiding stay ; Let Zephyr only breathe , And with her tresses play . Kissing sometimes these purple ports of death . The winds all silent are , And Phoebus in his chair ...
... hear A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre , Your stormy chiding stay ; Let Zephyr only breathe , And with her tresses play . Kissing sometimes these purple ports of death . The winds all silent are , And Phoebus in his chair ...
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... hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings , The morn not waking till she sings . Hark , hark , with what a pretty throat Poor robin redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing ...
... hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings , The morn not waking till she sings . Hark , hark , with what a pretty throat Poor robin redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing ...
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... hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings , The morn not waking till she sings . Hark , hark , with what a pretty throat Poor robin redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing ...
... hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings , The morn not waking till she sings . Hark , hark , with what a pretty throat Poor robin redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing ...
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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 livės 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