 | Percy Society - 1851 - 460 pages
...one more divine, And greater far than you : Hark, the trumpet calls awity, We must go lest the foe Get the field, and win the day. Then march bravely...queen may be seen, With her babes on England's throne ; Rally up your men, one shall vanquish ten, Victory, we come to try our valour once again. SONG xxm.... | |
 | James Orchard Halliwell-Phillipps - 1851 - 488 pages
...field, Where the loyal gentry flock, Though forlorn, nobly born, Of a ne're decaying stock : Cavalier?, be bold, ne're let go your hold, ' Those that loiters,...be seen, With her babes on England's throne ; SONG XXIIL THE TIME SERVER ; OR, A MEDLEY. ROOM for a gamester that plays at all he sees, Whose fickle fancy... | |
 | Percy Society - 1851 - 464 pages
...field, Where the loyal gentry flock, Though forlorn, nobly born, Of a ne're decaying stock : Cavalier?, be bold, ne're let go your hold, Those that loiters,...I see by these extreames, A womans heaven or hell : Fray the king may have his own, That the queen may be seen, With her babes on England's throne ;... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1863 - 344 pages
...! I prithee fool give o'er ; Why cloud'st thou thus thy beams ? I see by these extremes, A woman's heaven or hell. Pray the King may have his own, That...Queen may be seen With her babes on England's throne ; Rally up your men, one shall vanquish ten, Victory, we come to try our valour once again. THE LOYAL... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1863 - 354 pages
...! I prithee fool give o'er ; Why cloud'st thou thus thy beams ? I see by these extremes, A woman's heaven or hell. Pray the King may have his own, That...Queen may be seen With her babes on England's throne ; Rally up your men, one shall vanquish ten, Victory, we come to try our valour once again. THE LOYAL... | |
 | John Payne Collier - 1866 - 430 pages
...give o're : I prethec fool no more. Why cloud'ft thou fo thy beams ? I fee by thefe extreams A woman's heaven or hell. Pray the King may have his own ; That the Queen May be feen With her babes on England's Throne. Rally up your men, One fhall vanquifh ten : Victory, we Come... | |
 | Edward Arber - 1899 - 336 pages
...o'er! I prithee, fool! no more! Why cloud'st thou so thy beams ? I see, by these extremes, A woman 's heaven, or hell! Pray, the King may have his own!...Queen May be seen With her babes, on England's throne! Rally up your men! One shall vanquish ten! Victory! we Come to try thy Favour once again! HIS REQUEST... | |
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Of a ne're decaying stock : Cavaliers, be bold, ne're let go your hold, Those that loiters, are by traytors Deerly bought and sold. Phyl. One kiss more, and so farewell. Sold. Fie, no more ! I prithee, fool, give o're, Why cloud'st thou thus thy beams... 