The Book of Elizabethan VerseWilliam Stanley Braithwaite |
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... heaven's gate sings , HARK , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their golden eyes : With everything that pretty bin , My lady sweet ...
... heaven's gate sings , HARK , And Phoebus ' gins arise , His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their golden eyes : With everything that pretty bin , My lady sweet ...
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... , remember , To - morrow is another day . Cor . Doubt me not , my true love , do not fear ; Farewell then , farewell then ! Heaven keep our loves alway . Anon . 7 . Summons to Love PHUS , arise ! And 5 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
... , remember , To - morrow is another day . Cor . Doubt me not , my true love , do not fear ; Farewell then , farewell then ! Heaven keep our loves alway . Anon . 7 . Summons to Love PHUS , arise ! And 5 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
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... 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 Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! Cuckoo ! to ...
... 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 Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! Cuckoo ! to ...
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... cloud hath masked him from me now . Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth W. Shakespeare 16. Beauty , Sweet Love , Is Like the Morning 13 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
... cloud hath masked him from me now . Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth ; Suns of the world may stain when heaven's sun staineth W. Shakespeare 16. Beauty , Sweet Love , Is Like the Morning 13 ELIZABETHAN VERSE.
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... heaven's breath . 66 Air , " quoth he , " thy cheeks may blow ; Air , would I might triumph so ! But , alas , my hand hath sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn : Vow , alack , for youth unmeet ; Youth so apt to pluck a sweet . Do ...
... heaven's breath . 66 Air , " quoth he , " thy cheeks may blow ; Air , would I might triumph so ! But , alas , my hand hath sworn Ne'er to pluck thee from thy thorn : Vow , alack , for youth unmeet ; Youth so apt to pluck a sweet . Do ...
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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