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... unto my wonted guise ; All day after , muse and devise ! What means this ? And if , perchance , by me there pass , She , unto whom I sue for grace ; The cold blood forsaketh my face ! What means this ? But if I sit near her by , With ...
... unto my wonted guise ; All day after , muse and devise ! What means this ? And if , perchance , by me there pass , She , unto whom I sue for grace ; The cold blood forsaketh my face ! What means this ? But if I sit near her by , With ...
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... Unto thy thirst yet should it not suffice ! And though , with Indian stones , a thousand fold More precious than can thyself devise , Ycharged were thy back ; thy covetise And busy biting yet should never let Thy wretched life , ne do ...
... Unto thy thirst yet should it not suffice ! And though , with Indian stones , a thousand fold More precious than can thyself devise , Ycharged were thy back ; thy covetise And busy biting yet should never let Thy wretched life , ne do ...
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... unto the Moon ! Thy wishes then dare not be told ! Care then who list , for I have done ! ' And then , may chance thee to repent The time that thou hast lost and spent , To cause thy Lovers sigh and swoon : Then , shalt thou know Beauty ...
... unto the Moon ! Thy wishes then dare not be told ! Care then who list , for I have done ! ' And then , may chance thee to repent The time that thou hast lost and spent , To cause thy Lovers sigh and swoon : Then , shalt thou know Beauty ...
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... unto the frozen heart ! Go , break the ice , which Pity's painful dart Might never pierce ! and if mortal prayer In Heaven may be heard , at least , I desire That Death , or Mercy , be end of my smart ! Take with thee Pain , whereof I ...
... unto the frozen heart ! Go , break the ice , which Pity's painful dart Might never pierce ! and if mortal prayer In Heaven may be heard , at least , I desire That Death , or Mercy , be end of my smart ! Take with thee Pain , whereof I ...
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... unto your ears ! Hard of belief it doth appear ! appear ! A better proof I see that ye would have How I am dead ! Therefore , when ye hear tell , Believe it not , although ye see my grave ! Cruel ! unkind ! I say , Farewell ! Farewell ...
... unto your ears ! Hard of belief it doth appear ! appear ! A better proof I see that ye would have How I am dead ! Therefore , when ye hear tell , Believe it not , although ye see my grave ! Cruel ! unkind ! I say , Farewell ! Farewell ...
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Adieu ANDREW BARTON ANON ANTHOLOGY beast birds Bishop G Bishop of DUNKELD blame brought cellany cruel Dame PLEASANCE dear death doth Earl of SURREY Edited Egerton English Extra fcap fain fair Farewell FORTUNE gold grace green hath hear HENRY honour Introduction and Notes JEFFREY JOHN DORY July 31 King HEART King's Lady Lovers lust lusty Lute maketh Master Doctor methought mind MORPHEUS never night noble nought Nowell Oxford India Paper pain PHANTASOS PHOBETOR pity plain pleasure Poems Queen quod saith seek shew sighs sing Sir ANDREW BARTON SIR THOMAS WYATT slain Song sore Sparrow SUMMER sweet Syne tears tell Terza Rima thee thine thing thou hast thought TOTTELL'S Mis TOTTELL'S Miscellany Trolly lolly unto W. W. SKEAT WANTONNESS WATKIN ween WINTER worth WYATT YOUTHHEAD
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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 64 - The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings ; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
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...