The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to ShirleyArthur Quiller-Couch Methuen, 1895 - 382 pages |
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Page vii
... already trembling with the dawn of Milton . The lyrics in this volume are flowers of the first and incomparably brighter of these two creative days ; and at the risk of failing to follow it quite to its close I have stopped short.
... already trembling with the dawn of Milton . The lyrics in this volume are flowers of the first and incomparably brighter of these two creative days ; and at the risk of failing to follow it quite to its close I have stopped short.
Page viii
A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to Shirley Arthur Quiller-Couch. follow it quite to its close I have stopped short with those poets - with Herrick and Herbert and Shirley - who were born before Elizabeth died . Again the rule ...
A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to Shirley Arthur Quiller-Couch. follow it quite to its close I have stopped short with those poets - with Herrick and Herbert and Shirley - who were born before Elizabeth died . Again the rule ...
Page ix
... follows the two famous and more exalted anacreontics of Shakespeare and Fletcher . As a foil to these it exemplifies that earth- liness of Herrick which is the defect of his fine quality of concreteness . But he is amply vindicated on ...
... follows the two famous and more exalted anacreontics of Shakespeare and Fletcher . As a foil to these it exemplifies that earth- liness of Herrick which is the defect of his fine quality of concreteness . But he is amply vindicated on ...
Page 24
... into a dance Such as no mortals use to tread ; Fit only for Apollo To play to , for the moon to lead , And all the stars to follow ! Francis Beaumont . 1 Own . A ROUND 25 XXXI ANOTHER HEY , nonny no ! 75 24 THE GOLDEN POMP.
... into a dance Such as no mortals use to tread ; Fit only for Apollo To play to , for the moon to lead , And all the stars to follow ! Francis Beaumont . 1 Own . A ROUND 25 XXXI ANOTHER HEY , nonny no ! 75 24 THE GOLDEN POMP.
Page 73
... follow , And the floods to the woods Carry my holla ! Holla ! Ce la ! ho ! ho ! hu ! Wm . Rowley . LXXVII ANTIQUE COURTSHIP In time of yore when shepherds dwelt Upon the mountain rocks ; And simple people never felt The pain of lovers ...
... follow , And the floods to the woods Carry my holla ! Holla ! Ce la ! ho ! ho ! hu ! Wm . Rowley . LXXVII ANTIQUE COURTSHIP In time of yore when shepherds dwelt Upon the mountain rocks ; And simple people never felt The pain of lovers ...
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Anon ANTHONY HOPE Author babe Baring Gould beauty birds Book of Airs bright Buckram Campion Corydon Crown 8vo cuckoo dear death delight dost doth E. F. BENSON earth England's Helicon English eyes fair fairy-queen fear flowers GILBERT PARKER GORDON BROWNE grace green Greensleeves grief H. C. BEECHING hath heart heaven heavenly Heigh Herrick honour JOHN KEBLE Jonson king kiss Lady leave light lips live look Lord Love's lovers lullaby Madrigals maid merry MESSRS METHUEN'S LIST mind morn never night nonny pity pleasure poem praise pretty Prisoner of Zenda Queen Raleigh rose Shakespeare shepherd sighs sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spring stanzas story swain tears Tereu thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought true love unto verse volume W. E. HENLEY W. G. COLLINGWOOD wanton weep wilt thou wind winter youth
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Page 277 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 22 - When daisies pied, and violets blue, And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds, of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight ; The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men, for thus sings he :Cuckoo ; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
Page 19 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'er-sways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Page 116 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Page 144 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
Page 15 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying : And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow will be dying.
Page 105 - As it fell upon a day, In the merry month of May, Sitting in a pleasant shade Which a grove of myrtles made...
Page 123 - Philomel her voice shall raise ? You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
Page 41 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten, In folly ripe, in reason rotten.
Page 109 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.