The Loyal Garland: A Collection of Songs of the Seventeenth Century, Reprinted from a Black Letter Copy Supposed to be Unique, Band 29

Percy Society, 1850 - 88 Seiten
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Seite 21 - Of a ne're decaying stock : Cavaliers, be bold, ne're let go your hold, Those that loiters, are by traytors Deerly bought and sold. Phyl. One kiss more, and so farewell. Sold. Fie, no more ! I prithee, fool, give o're, Why cloud'st thou thus thy beams ? I see by these extreames, A womans heaven or hell : Pray the king may have his own, That the queen may be seen, With her babes on England's throne ; Rally up your men, one shall vanquish ten, Victory, we come to try our valour once again.
Seite 7 - twas from mine he took desires Enough t' undo the amorous world. From me he took his sighs and tears, From thee his pride and cruelty ; From me his languishments and fears, And every killing dart from thee. Thus thou and I the god have arm'd And set him up a deity ; But my poor heart alone is harm'd, Whilst thine the victor is, and free!
Seite 48 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For, having lost but...
Seite 6 - Whilst bleeding hearts around him flowed, For whom fresh pains he did create, And strange tyrannic power he showed ; From thy bright eyes he took his fires, Which round about in sport he hurled ; But 'twas from mine he took desires Enough to undo the amorous world.
Seite 85 - Tis we will pull down what e're is above us, And make them to fear us that never did love us. Wee'l level the proud, and make every degree To our royalty bow the knee ; 'Tis no less than treason, 'Gainst freedom and reason, For our brethren to be higher than we.
Seite 81 - Rump, and a cat has nine lives, Yet when her head's off, her Rump never strives, But our Rump from the grave hath made two retrives, Which, &c. That the Rump may all their enemies quail, They borrow the devil's coat of mail, And all to defend their estate in tail ; Which, &c. But though their scale now seem to be th...
Seite 37 - STAY, O sweet, and do not rise ; The light that shines comes from thine eyes; The day breaks not, it is my heart, Because that you and I must part.
Seite 33 - THE CONTEST. BEAUTY and Love once fell at odds, And thus reviled each other, Quoth Love I am one of the gods, And thou waitst on my mother ; Thou hadst no power on man at all, But what I gave to thee, Nor are you longer sweet or fair, Than men acknowledge me. Away fond boy, then Beauty cry'd...
Seite 42 - This subtile disaster Turns bonnet to beaver ; Down goes a bishop, sirs, and up starts a weaver. This makes a lay-man, To preach and to pray, man, And makes a lord of him that was but a dray-man. Far from the Gulpit Of Saxbey's pulpit, This brought an Hebrew iron-monger to the pulpit.

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