An English Garner: Ingatherings from Our History and Literature, Volume 8E. Arber, 1896 - English literature A collection of rare poetry and prose. |
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... Lord CROMWELL helped Archbishop CRANMER'S Secretary . ( July 1539. ) JOHN PROCTOR . The History of Sir THOMAS WYATS Rebellion . ( Jan. - Feb . 1544. ) . [ Printed Jan. 1555. ] The True Report of the burning of the Steeple and Church of ...
... Lord CROMWELL helped Archbishop CRANMER'S Secretary . ( July 1539. ) JOHN PROCTOR . The History of Sir THOMAS WYATS Rebellion . ( Jan. - Feb . 1544. ) . [ Printed Jan. 1555. ] The True Report of the burning of the Steeple and Church of ...
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... Lord FAIRFAX [ ' Black TOM ' ] . Short Memorials of some things to be cleared during my Command in the Army . ( 1645-1650 . ) A Short Memorial of the Northern Actions , during the War there . ( 1642-1645 . ) CUPID'S Posies for Bracelets ...
... Lord FAIRFAX [ ' Black TOM ' ] . Short Memorials of some things to be cleared during my Command in the Army . ( 1645-1650 . ) A Short Memorial of the Northern Actions , during the War there . ( 1642-1645 . ) CUPID'S Posies for Bracelets ...
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... Lord 473 " Nor PELOPS ' kingdom 122 PHOEBUS had once 323 Long since the . 540 Nor speak I now 474 Poets did feign 444 Loose humour nor 537 Nor think the 317 Poets have still 129 Lo , thus our 23 " Nor weep I now 466 Poitiers and . 549 ...
... Lord 473 " Nor PELOPS ' kingdom 122 PHOEBUS had once 323 Long since the . 540 Nor speak I now 474 Poets did feign 444 Loose humour nor 537 Nor think the 317 Poets have still 129 Lo , thus our 23 " Nor weep I now 466 Poitiers and . 549 ...
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... Lords ; for no longer would he dwell . Fifteen hundred fair ships there did him abide , With good sails and top - castle . Lords of France our King they sold For a myllyant [ million ] of gold as I heard say . By England little price ...
... Lords ; for no longer would he dwell . Fifteen hundred fair ships there did him abide , With good sails and top - castle . Lords of France our King they sold For a myllyant [ million ] of gold as I heard say . By England little price ...
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... Lord CORGRAUNT certainly , For he was Captain of the place , And GELAM BOWSER with him did hie , With other Lords more and less . And when they to our King come where , Full lowly set them on their knee : " Hail , comely King ! " gan ...
... Lord CORGRAUNT certainly , For he was Captain of the place , And GELAM BOWSER with him did hie , With other Lords more and less . And when they to our King come where , Full lowly set them on their knee : " Hail , comely King ! " gan ...
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ANTHONY MUNDAY Antwerp Argire arms beauty breast CAMPION Captain Carrack cause CHLORIS Church colour commanded Countess of BEDFORD Crown cruel death desire disdain divers dost doth Earl Earl of NEWCASTLE EDMUND CAMPION Enemy England English eyes fair faith favour fear fire flame gave Gentlemen give gold grace grief hand haste hath heart heavens honour hope Horse JOHN BURROUGH King kiss Lady LICIA live London Lord ABERGAVENNY Majesty Master mind Muse never night Nymph Old King COLE pain pass pity Posy present prisoners Privy Queen quoth rest SATWELL scorn sent Sheriff shew ship shot sighs sing Sir JOHN Sir THOMAS Sir WALTER RALEGH Sir WILLIAM smile SONNET soul Spaniards stay sweet tears thee thine things thou thought town traitors true unto Wherefore wherein whereof Whilst wise WYAT WYAT'S
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Page 628 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 548 - Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry ; But putting to the main, At Caux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Page 630 - And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 631 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Page 629 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine: While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before...
Page 610 - Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do : and , behold , all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
Page 631 - Where throngs of knights and barons bold, In weeds of peace, high triumphs hold, With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Page 547 - That long there doth not live. When as the luscious smell Of that delicious land, Above the seas that flows, The clear wind throws, Your hearts to swell Approaching the dear strand.
Page 202 - All my jewels in like sort take thou with thee, For they are fitting for thy wife, but not for me. I will spend my days in prayer, Love and all her laws...
Page 633 - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.