Songs and Carols: Now First Printed, from a Manuscript of the Fifteenth Century, Volume 23Thomas Wright Percy Society, 1848 - 107 pagina's |
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Pagina 14 - I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon didst only breathe And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows, and smells, I swear, Not of itself but thee!
Pagina 15 - Brother, 1640 (acted 1616?). rjRINK to-day, and drown all sorrow; You shall perhaps not do it to-morrow : Best, while you have it, use your breath; There is no drinking after death.
Pagina 13 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine ; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not ask for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine ; But, might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Pagina 103 - And let me the canakin clink, clink; And let me the canakin clink A soldier's a man; A life's but a span; Why, then, let a soldier drink.
Pagina 53 - Whittington, which was pretty to see ; and how that idle thing do work upon people that see it, and even myself too ! And thence to Jacob Hall's dancing on the ropes, where I saw such action as I never saw before, and mightily worth seeing ; and here took acquaintance with a fellow that carried...
Pagina xxviii - On your right wrist — Sub. Open a vein with a pin. And let it suck but once a week; till then, You must not look on't. Dol. No: and kinsman, Bear yourself worthy of the blood you come on. Sub. Her grace would have you eat no more Woolsack pies, Nor Dagger frumety.
Pagina 51 - I am credibly informed, that there was once a design of casting into an opera the story of Whittington and his Cat, and that in order to it, there had been got together a great quantity of mice ; but Mr. Rich, the proprietor of the playhouse, very prudently considered that it would be impossible for the cat to kill them all, and that consequently the princes of the stage might be as much infested with mice, as the prince of the island was before the cat's arrival upon it; for which reason he would...
Pagina 18 - And here, kind mate, to thee! Let's sing a dirge for Saint Hugh's soul, And down it merrily!
Pagina xlii - The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again. The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair. The sea itself, which one would think Should have but little need of drink, Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Pagina 44 - And he that will this health deny, Down among the dead men let him lye.