The Golden Treasury: Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageGood Press, 19. 11. 2019. - 282 страница "The Golden Treasury of English Songs and Lyrics" is a popular anthology of English poetry, originally selected and published by Francis Turner Palgrave in 1861. The book's first edition contained poems by Christopher Marlowe, Thomas Nashe, William Shakespeare, Sir Philip Sidney, Edmund Spenser, The Shepherd Tonie, Joshua Sylvester, John Webster, Sir Thomas Wyatt, and others. |
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... thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. Thy silver dishes for thy meat As precious as the gods do eat, Shall on an ivory table be Prepared each day for thee and me. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May ...
... thee move, Come live with me and be my Love. Thy silver dishes for thy meat As precious as the gods do eat, Shall on an ivory table be Prepared each day for thee and me. The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May ...
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... thee, Youth, I do adore thee; O! my Love, my Love is young! Age, I do defy thee— O, sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st too long. W. SHAKESPEARE. 7. Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me,
... thee, Youth, I do adore thee; O! my Love, my Love is young! Age, I do defy thee— O, sweet shepherd, hie thee, For methinks thou stay'st too long. W. SHAKESPEARE. 7. Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me,
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... thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute; Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. W. SHAKESPEARE. 12. A CONSOLATION. When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes I all alone ...
... thee, And, thou away, the very birds are mute; Or if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. W. SHAKESPEARE. 12. A CONSOLATION. When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes I all alone ...
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... thee! I do love thee as my lambs Are belovéd of their dams; How blest were I if thou would'st prove me. Diaphenia like the spreading roses, That in thy sweets all sweets encloses, Fair sweet, how do I love thee! I do love thee as each ...
... thee! I do love thee as my lambs Are belovéd of their dams; How blest were I if thou would'st prove me. Diaphenia like the spreading roses, That in thy sweets all sweets encloses, Fair sweet, how do I love thee! I do love thee as each ...
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... thee! As the birds do love the spring, Or the bees their careful king: Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me! H. CONSTABLE. 16. ROSALINE. Like to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines, Of selfsame colour is her ...
... thee! As the birds do love the spring, Or the bees their careful king: Then in requite, sweet virgin, love me! H. CONSTABLE. 16. ROSALINE. Like to the clear in highest sphere Where all imperial glory shines, Of selfsame colour is her ...
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