England's Helicon: A Collection of Pastoral and Lyric Poems, First Published at the Close of the Reign of Q. ElizabethSir Egerton Brydges, Joseph Haslewood T. Bensley, 1812 - 248 psl. |
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England's Helicon– A Collection of Pastoral and Lyric Poems, First Published ... John Bodenham Visos knygos peržiūra - 1812 |
England's Helicon– A Collection of Pastoral and Lyric Poems, First Published ... John Bodenham Visos knygos peržiūra - 1812 |
Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
Astrophell ayre beasts beautie beautie's behold birds brest Breton Coridon cruell Cupid death deere delight Diana disdaine doth Edmund Bolton ENGLAND'S HELICON euery eyes faire fairest farre fauour feare Finis flocks flowers gentle George Peele giue grace greene griefe Harpalus hart hath haue heart heauen heauenly Heigh hoe Helicon Henry Constable Hey hoe honour Ignoto iiij ioyes leaue liue Lodge loue thee Loue's louely louers louing Madrigall Madrigals MELICERTUS Michaell Drayton minde Montanus moue Muses neuer Nicholas Breton Nimph paine passion pastoral PHILISTUS Phillida Phillis Phoebus pitty pleasure poems praise proue Queene Richard Barnfield riuer Robert Green Samela sate shee sheepe Shep Shepheard Shepheard's Song Shepheardesse shew Sidney sighs siluer sing Sonnet sorrow soule Stella sunne swaine sweet Loue Syrenus teares Therion thine Thom thou do'st thoughts thy loue tree true loue Venus vnto voyce vpon wanton weepe woods yeeld Yong
Populiarios ištraukos
214 psl. - COME live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove That valleys, groves, hills and fields, Woods or steepy mountain yields.
215 psl. - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love.
152 psl. - I'll count your power not worth a pin, Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, Then let thy bower my bosom be ; Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee. O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
59 psl. - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
90 psl. - It is a yea, it is a nay ; A pretty kind of sporting fray ; It is a thing will soon away ; Then, nymphs, take 'vantage while ye may ; And this is love, as I hear say.
105 psl. - Fair sweet, how I do love thee ! I do love thee as each flower Loves the sun's life-giving power; For dead, thy breath to life might move me. Diaphenia like to all things blessed, When all thy praises are expressed, Dear joy, how I do love thee ! As the birds do love the spring, Or the bees their careful king : Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me ! H.
vii psl. - Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet: Now with his wings he plays with me, Now with his feet. Within mine eyes he makes his nest, His bed amidst my tender breast; My kisses are his daily feast, And yet he robs me of my rest. Ah, wanton, will ye?
25 psl. - He said he had loved her long. She said, "Love should have no wrong." Corydon would kiss her then. She said maids must kiss no men Till they did for good and all.
26 psl. - ... bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her ; The winds blew calm, the birds did sing, The cool streams ran beside her My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye To see what was forbidden : But better memory said, fie...