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Absalon arms Bacon bear beauty better brave bring brother brought cause comes court crown daughter David dead death desire doth Earl earth Edward Elinor England Enter eyes face fair father fear fire follow fortune Friar George give gods golden grace Greene hand hast hath haue head hear heart heaven hold honour hope Jack keep king knight lady land leave live London look lord Mars master means mighty mind never noble once pass Peele play poor pray present prince printed queen rest royal seen soul speak stand stay sweet sword tell thee thine thing thou thoughts true unto Venus wife young
Page 282 - When he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee, When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
Page 290 - AH ! were she pitiful as she is fair, Or but as mild as she is seeming so, Then were my hopes greater than my despair, Then all the world were heaven, nothing woe. Ah ! were her heart relenting as her hand, That seems to melt even with the mildest touch, Then knew I where to seat me in a land, Under wide heavens, but yet there is not such. So as she shows, she seems the budding rose, Yet sweeter far than is an earthly flower...
Page 299 - Ah, then ! ah, then ! If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain...
Page 539 - But spurned in vain; youth waneth by increasing: Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green. His helmet now shall make a hive for bees; And lovers...
Page 438 - Madge. Once upon a time, there was a king, or a lord, or a duke, that had a fair daughter, the fairest that ever was ; as white as snow and as red as blood : and ' once upon a time his daughter was stolen away: and he sent all his men to seek out his daughter : and he sent so long, that he sent all his men out of his land.
Page 287 - tis thou shalt wear my glove ; At foot-ball sport thou shalt my champion be. DORON. Carmela dear, even as the golden ball That Venus got, such are thy goodly eyes ; When cherries' juice is jumbled therewithal, Thy breath is like the steam of apple-pies.
Page 347 - My love is fair, my love is gay, As fresh as bin the flowers in May, And of my love my roundelay, My merry, merry roundelay, Concludes with Cupid's curse, — They that do change old love for new, Pray gods they change for worse!
Page 169 - Phobetor's night. Now, Miles, in thee rests Friar Bacon's weal : '•'' The honour and renown of all his life Hangs in the watching of this Brazen Head ; Therefore I charge thee by the immortal God...
Page 156 - Edward's courageous resolution, Done at the Holy Land 'fore Damas' ' walls, Led both mine eye and thoughts in equal links, To like so of the English monarch's son, That I attempted perils for his sake.
Page 313 - I op'd the door, and granted his desire, I rose myself, and made the wag a fire. Looking more narrow by the fire's flame, I spied his quiver hanging by his back : Doubting the boy might my misfortune frame, I would have gone for fear of further wrack ; But what I...