The poems of Robert Greene, Christopher Marlowe, and Ben Jonson, ed., with notes, by R. Bell1876 |
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... grief enough for thee . Mother's wag , pretty boy , Father's sorrow , father's joy ; When thy father first did see Such a boy by him and me , He was glad , I was woe , Fortune changed made him so , When he left his pretty boy Last his ...
... grief enough for thee . Mother's wag , pretty boy , Father's sorrow , father's joy ; When thy father first did see Such a boy by him and me , He was glad , I was woe , Fortune changed made him so , When he left his pretty boy Last his ...
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... grief enough for thee . Streaming tears that never stint , Like pearl drops from a flint , Fell by course from his eyes , That one another's place supplies ; Thus he grieved in every part , Tears of blood fell from his heart , When he ...
... grief enough for thee . Streaming tears that never stint , Like pearl drops from a flint , Fell by course from his eyes , That one another's place supplies ; Thus he grieved in every part , Tears of blood fell from his heart , When he ...
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... happy days ; Welcome sweet grief , the subject of my lays . * Properly , fere - mate , companion . Mourn heavens , mourn earth ; your shepherd is forlorn MENAPHON'S SONG . 39 MELICERTUS' MADRIGAL MENAPHON'S SONG IN HIS BED.
... happy days ; Welcome sweet grief , the subject of my lays . * Properly , fere - mate , companion . Mourn heavens , mourn earth ; your shepherd is forlorn MENAPHON'S SONG . 39 MELICERTUS' MADRIGAL MENAPHON'S SONG IN HIS BED.
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... grief , the subject of my lays . Was I not free ? was I not fancy's aim ? Framed not desire my face to front disdain ? I was ; she did ; but now one silly maim Makes me to droop , as he whom love hath slain : Farewell my hopes ...
... grief , the subject of my lays . Was I not free ? was I not fancy's aim ? Framed not desire my face to front disdain ? I was ; she did ; but now one silly maim Makes me to droop , as he whom love hath slain : Farewell my hopes ...
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... grief , Like to the cunning sea - man from afar , By guess will take the beauty of that star , Whose influence must yield me chief relief . You censors of the glory of my dear , With reverence and lowly bent of knee , Attend and mark ...
... grief , Like to the cunning sea - man from afar , By guess will take the beauty of that star , Whose influence must yield me chief relief . You censors of the glory of my dear , With reverence and lowly bent of knee , Attend and mark ...
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Sida 399 - The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise ; I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser, or bid Beaumont lie A little further, to make thee a room : Thou art a monument, without a tomb, And art alive still, while thy book doth live, And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
Sida 232 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Sida 231 - And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield. There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.
Sida 230 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Sida 498 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Sida 399 - Euripides, and Sophocles to us; Pacuvius, Accius, him of Cordova dead, To life again, to hear thy buskin tread, And shake a stage ; or, when thy socks were on, Leave thee alone for the comparison Of all that insolent Greece or haughty Rome Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Sida 399 - For, if I thought my judgment were of years, I should commit thee surely with thy peers ; And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine, Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line ; And, though thou had'st small Latin and less Greek...
Sida 271 - I behold like a Spanish great galleon and an English man-of-war. Master Coleridge, like the former, was built far higher in learning, solid, but slow in his performances. CVL, with the English man-of-war, lesser in bulk, but lighter in sailing, could turn with all tides, tack about, and take advantage of all winds, by the quickness of his wit and invention.
Sida 298 - scaped world's and flesh's rage, And, if no other misery, yet age! Rest in soft peace; and, asked, say: Here doth lie Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry — For whose sake, henceforth, all his vows be such, As what he loves may never like too much.