 tis the ravished 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 gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till...  Dramatic Works of John Ford ... - Page 380by John Ford - 1827Full view - About this book
 | Rosaline Orme Masson - English poetry - 1876 - 454 pages
...rise. Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear? None but the Lark so shrill and clear ; At Heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...Robin Redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly Cuckoos sing, Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! VULCAN'S SONG.2... | |
 | Rosaline Orme Masson - English poetry - 1876 - 454 pages
...Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the Lark so shrill and clear ; At Heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...Robin Redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly Cuckoos sing, Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! VULCAN'S SONG.S... | |
 | Rosaline Orme Masson - English poetry - 1876 - 460 pages
...so shrill and clear; At Heaven's gate she claps her wings, Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark ! with...Robin Redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly Cuckoos sing, Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! VULCAN'S SONG.*... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1881 - 374 pages
...and Campaspe : Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear : Now at heaveris gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...pretty throat Poor robin red-breast tunes his note. ' The morning dries up the dew which lies in the cups of flowers called calices or chalices. The marigold... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - American poetry - 1881 - 1138 pages
...Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate for his passions and sorrows shall cease When the...night of the grave he shall slumber in peace, And pass cuckoos sing " Cuckoo !" to welcome in the spring. JOHN LÏLY. ON THE DEPARTURE OF THE NIGHTINGALE.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1881 - 372 pages
...but the lark so shrill and clear : Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking tilt she sings. Hark, hark ! with what a pretty throat Poor robin red-breast tunes his note. 3 The morning dries up the dew which lies in the cups of flowers called calices or chalices. The marigold... | |
 | Alexander Falconer Murison - 1882 - 148 pages
...pleas'-ant (plez-ant), aye (d) ever, always. pleasing, such as we like. lay, song. WELCOME TO SPRING. HARK, hark ! with what a pretty throat, Poor Robin Redbreast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly Cuckoos sing, Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! Cuckoo ! to welcome in the spring ! JOHN LYLY. THE... | |
 | William Shakespeare - English drama - 1883 - 584 pages
...Lyly's Alexander and Compaspe : " 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...robin red-breast tunes his note ; Hark ! how the jolly cuckoos sing Cuckoo, to welcome in the spring." n. s The morning dries up the dew which lies in the... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1883 - 692 pages
...and clear : Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. ffar-Jk, hark ! with what a pretty throat Poor robin red-breast tunes his note. " The morning dries up the dew which lies in the cups of flowers called colic es or chalices. The marigold... | |
 | John Addington Symonds - English drama - 1884 - 696 pages
...Jug. Jug. Ju& Ju& 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...Robin red-breast tunes his note ! Hark how the jolly cuckoos sing Cuckoo, to welcome in the spring — Cuckoo, to welcome in the spring ! IX. 1 Gallathea... | |
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