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... Cupid The Old Wives ' Tale David and Bethsabe 49 50 52 GEORGE PEELE . 55385 57 60 61 ROBERT GREENE . Looking Glass for London and England 64 THOMAS NASH . Summer's Last Will and Testament . 67 SAMUEL DANIEL . Cleopatra . DABRIDGECOURT ...
... Cupid The Old Wives ' Tale David and Bethsabe 49 50 52 GEORGE PEELE . 55385 57 60 61 ROBERT GREENE . Looking Glass for London and England 64 THOMAS NASH . Summer's Last Will and Testament . 67 SAMUEL DANIEL . Cleopatra . DABRIDGECOURT ...
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... Cupid's Revenge The Two Noble Kinsmen The Woman - hater · AGL 136 136 • 137 138 · 151 · 154 154 15 % 157 159 • 159 161 · 165 166 166 • • 167 169 70 74 T75 176 · 178 180 180 The Nice Valour ; or , The Passionate Madman THOMAS MIDDLETON ...
... Cupid's Revenge The Two Noble Kinsmen The Woman - hater · AGL 136 136 • 137 138 · 151 · 154 154 15 % 157 159 • 159 161 · 165 166 166 • • 167 169 70 74 T75 176 · 178 180 180 The Nice Valour ; or , The Passionate Madman THOMAS MIDDLETON ...
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... Cupid and Death 259 The Contention of Ajax and Ulysses 260 SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT . The Siege of Rhodes 262 The Unfortunate Lovers 263 The Law against Lovers 265 The Man's the Master 266 The Cruel Brother • 268 GERVASE MARKHAM AND WILLIAM ...
... Cupid and Death 259 The Contention of Ajax and Ulysses 260 SIR WILLIAM DAVENANT . The Siege of Rhodes 262 The Unfortunate Lovers 263 The Law against Lovers 265 The Man's the Master 266 The Cruel Brother • 268 GERVASE MARKHAM AND WILLIAM ...
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... James I. Lyly's ' reformed English , ' says Drayton , consisted in Talking of stones , stars , plants , of fishes , flies , Playing with words and idle similies . CUPID AND CAMPASPE . 45 Lyly wrote nine plays , 44 JOHN LYLY .
... James I. Lyly's ' reformed English , ' says Drayton , consisted in Talking of stones , stars , plants , of fishes , flies , Playing with words and idle similies . CUPID AND CAMPASPE . 45 Lyly wrote nine plays , 44 JOHN LYLY .
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... CUPID AND CAMPASPE . CUPID and my Campaspe played At cards for kisses Cupid paid ; He stakes his quiver , bow and arrows , His mother's doves , and team of sparrows ; Loses them too ; then down he throws The coral of his lip , the rose ...
... CUPID AND CAMPASPE . CUPID and my Campaspe played At cards for kisses Cupid paid ; He stakes his quiver , bow and arrows , His mother's doves , and team of sparrows ; Loses them too ; then down he throws The coral of his lip , the rose ...
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arms Ascribed to Fletcher ballad Bartholomew Fair beauty Ben Jonson birds blessed boys bright charm chaste comedy cuckoo Cupid Cut-purse dance dead death DIRGE dost doth dramatic dramatists drink Dyce eyes fair fear fire flowers fool friends GIPSY give golden green Hark hast hath head heart heaven Hecate heigh Here's Heywood hither honour Hymen JASPER MAYNE JOHN HEYWOOD Jonson king kiss lady laugh live love's lovers lusty lute maid merrily merry Middleton ne'er never NICHOLAS UDALL night nonny nymph Patient Grissell pity play poet pretty purse queen Rosalind round Satyr Shakespeare shepherds shew shine sigh sing sleep song sorrow soul spring sweet tell thee thine thing THOMAS HEYWOOD THOMAS MIDDLETON Thou art Trilla unto verses wanton wear weep Whilst William Cartwright WILLIAM HABINGTON WILLIAM ROWLEY willow wind wine Witch writer youth
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Page 99 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Page 108 - Orpheus with his lute made trees. And the mountain-tops that freeze, Bow themselves, when he did sing : To his music, plants and flowers Ever sprung ; as sun and showers There had made a lasting spring. Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Page 84 - Philomel, with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby ; lulla, lulla, lullaby ; Never harm, nor spell nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby.
Page 260 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 82 - When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds, of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight ; The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he :Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Page 114 - Witch. WHEN shall we three meet again, In thunder, lightning, or in rain ? 2 Witch.
Page 104 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Page 111 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear no more the frown o...
Page 82 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 90 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.