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" Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu ! she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. "
Dramatic Works of John Ford ... - Page 378
by John Ford - 1827
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Songs & Lyrics from the Dramatists, 1533-1777

Ballads, English - 1905 - 272 pages
...ravished nightingale. ' JUS, JUS, JU8- JUS- tereu,' she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. 20 Brave prick song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at Heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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Wordsworth-Tennyson

William Stebbing - English poetry - 1907 - 428 pages
...sings, yet so does wail ? 0 'tis the ravished nightingale. ' Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu,' she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick song...now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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The Book of Elizabethan Verse

William Stanley Braithwaite - English poetry - 1907 - 892 pages
...nightingale. 7"£, j"g, l"gy j"g, tereu! she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song! Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings. The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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English Poetry (1170-1892).

John Matthews Manly - English poetry - 1907 - 616 pages
...nightingale. "Jug. jag' Jug. jag. tereu," she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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English Poetry: With Introductions, Notes and Illustrations, Volume 40

American poetry - 1910 - 506 pages
...nightingale. Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu 1 she cries ! And still her woes at midnight rise, Brave prick-song! Who is't now we hear? None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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Wordsworth to Tennyson

William Stebbing - English poetry - 1913 - 448 pages
...sings, yet so does wail ? 0 'tis the ravished nightingale. ' Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu,' she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick song...now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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Lyric Poetry, Volume 2

Ernest Rhys - English poetry - 1913 - 410 pages
...nightingale, ' Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu,' she cries And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song I who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings — Hark, hark with...
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The Elizabethan Lyrists and Their Poetry

Amy Cruse - English poetry - 1913 - 156 pages
...nightingale. Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu ! she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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Representative passages from English literature, chosen and arranged by W.H ...

William Henry Hudson - 1914 - 362 pages
...nightingale. Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu ! she cries. And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with what...
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The Warner Library, Volume 27

Charles Dudley Warner, John William Cunliffe, Ashley Horace Thorndike, Harry Morgan Ayres, Helen Rex Keller, Gerhard Richard Lomer - Literature - 1917 - 816 pages
..."Jug, jug — jug, jug — teren," she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song! who is't now we hear? None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, — The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark! with...
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