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Alas ANDREW ANON ANTHOLOGY bear beast began birds blame bring brought cause comfort Crown cruel Dame dear death desire doth Earl of SURREY Edited English Extra eyes face fair faith fcap fear follow FORTUNE give gold grace green hand hast hath head hear heart HENRY hold honour HOWARD JEFFREY July 31 keep kind King Lady leave live look Lord Master mind Miscellany Nature never night noble Notes nought pain pass Pity plain play PLEASANCE pleasure Poems reason rest seek serve sighs Song soon sore speak stand SUMMER sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought TOTTELL's true trust turn unto W. W. SKEAT Watkin WINTER wise worth wrong WYATT
Page 11 - As for to leave me thus ? Say nay, say nay ! And wilt thou leave me thus, That hath given thee my heart Never for to depart Neither for pain nor smart : And wilt thou leave me thusT Say nay, say nay ! And wilt thou leave me thus, And have no more pity Of him that loveth thee?
Page 2 - They flee from me, that sometime did me seek, With naked foot stalking in my chamber.
Page 78 - Maiden's tower, And easy sighs, such as folk draw in love. The stately seats, the ladies bright of hue. The dances short, long tales of great delight; With words and looks, that tigers could but rue; Where each of us did plead the other's right.
Page 36 - BLAME not my Lute ! for he must sound Of this or that as liketh me ; For lack of wit the Lute is bound To give such tunes as pleaseth me ; Though my songs be somewhat strange, And speak such words as touch thy change, Blame not my Lute ! 2 My Lute, alas!
Page 13 - In winter nights that are so cold, Plaining in vain unto the moon; Thy wishes then dare not be told: Care then who list, for I have done.
Page 25 - A DESCRIPTION OF SUCH A ONE AS HE WOULD LOVE. A FACE that should content me wondrous well, Should not be fair, but lovely to behold ; Of lively look, all grief for to repel ; With right good grace, so would I that it should Speak without word, such words as none can tell : Her tress also should be of crisped gold ; With wit, and these perchance I might be tried, And knit again with knot, that should not slide.
Page 80 - Than doth the sun the candle light, Or brightest day the darkest night. And thereto hath a troth as just As had Penelope the fair ; For what she saith, ye may it trust, As it by writing sealed were : And virtues hath she many mo' Than I with pen have skill to show.
Page 130 - Caput apri defero Reddens laudes Domino. The boar's head in hand bring I, With garlands gay and rosemary. I pray you, all sing merrily Qui estis in convivio.
Page 16 - FORGET not yet the tried intent Of such a truth as I have meant ; My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet ! Forget not yet when first began The weary life ye know, since whan The suit, the service none tell can ; Forget not yet ! Forget not yet the great assays, The cruel wrong...