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Side xviii
... Queen's entertainment at Cawsome [ Caversham ] House near Reading , and the third for the marriage of Robert Carr , Earl of Somerset . Chamberlain gives an indifferent account of the Lords ' Masque in one of his letters : " Of the Lords ...
... Queen's entertainment at Cawsome [ Caversham ] House near Reading , and the third for the marriage of Robert Carr , Earl of Somerset . Chamberlain gives an indifferent account of the Lords ' Masque in one of his letters : " Of the Lords ...
Side xx
... Queen , Prince Charles , Princess Elizabeth , the Count Palatine ( who had come to England to marry the Princess Elizabeth , and whose marriage had been postponed owing to the Prince's death ) , to Great Britain , and to the World ...
... Queen , Prince Charles , Princess Elizabeth , the Count Palatine ( who had come to England to marry the Princess Elizabeth , and whose marriage had been postponed owing to the Prince's death ) , to Great Britain , and to the World ...
Side 21
... queen Proserpina Bids you awake and pity them that weep . You may do in the dark What the day doth forbid ; Fear not the dogs that bark , Night will have all hid . But if you let your lovers moan , The fairy - queen Proserpina • Old ...
... queen Proserpina Bids you awake and pity them that weep . You may do in the dark What the day doth forbid ; Fear not the dogs that bark , Night will have all hid . But if you let your lovers moan , The fairy - queen Proserpina • Old ...
Side 22
... queen Proserpina , This night by moonshine leading merry rounds , Holds a watch with sweet love , Down the dale , up the hill ; No plaints or groans may move Their holy vigil . All you that will hold watch with love , The fairy - queen ...
... queen Proserpina , This night by moonshine leading merry rounds , Holds a watch with sweet love , Down the dale , up the hill ; No plaints or groans may move Their holy vigil . All you that will hold watch with love , The fairy - queen ...
Side 33
... Queen , doth shine From her bright sphere , when Laura shows her looks divine . Diana's eyes are not adorned with greater power Than Laura's , when she lists awhile for sport to lower : But when she her eyes encloseth , blindness doth ...
... Queen , doth shine From her bright sphere , when Laura shows her looks divine . Diana's eyes are not adorned with greater power Than Laura's , when she lists awhile for sport to lower : But when she her eyes encloseth , blindness doth ...
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Side 117 - There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies grow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow. There cherries grow which none may buy Till 'Cherry-ripe
Side 21 - ... free From all dishonest deeds, Or thought of vanity; The man whose silent days In harmless joys are spent, Whom hopes cannot delude, Nor sorrow discontent; That man needs neither towers Nor armour for defence, Nor secret vaults to fly From thunder's violence: He only can behold With unaffrighted eyes The horrors of the deep And terrors of the skies. Thus, scorning all the cares That fate or fortune brings, He makes the heaven his book, His wisdom heavenly things; Good thoughts his only friends,...
Side 14 - I sung still to her praise did tend, Still she was first, still she my songs did end. Yet she my love and music both doth fly, The music that her echo is and beauty's sympathy. Then let my notes pursue her scornful flight: It shall suffice that they were breathed and died for her delight.
Side 23 - WHEN thou must home to shades of underground, And there arrived, a new admired guest, The beauteous spirits do engirt thee round, White lope, blithe Helen, and the rest, To hear the stories of thy finished love From that smooth tongue whose music hell can move; Then wilt thou speak of banqueting delights, Of masques and revels which sweet youth did make, Of tourneys and great challenges of knights, And all these triumphs for thy beauty's sake : When thou hast told these honors done to thee, Then...
Side 20 - THE man of life upright, Whose guiltless heart is free From all dishonest deeds, Or thought of vanity; The man whose silent days In harmless joys are spent, Whom hopes cannot delude Nor sorrow discontent: That man needs neither towers Nor armour for defence, Nor secret vaults to fly From thunder's violence. He only can behold With unaffrighted eyes The horrors of the deep And terrors of the skies. Thus scorning all the cares That fate or fortune brings, He makes the...
Side 117 - cherry-ripe ' themselves do cry. Those cherries fairly do enclose Of orient pearl a double row, Which when her lovely laughter shows, They look like rosebuds filled with snow. Yet them nor peer nor prince can buy, Till ' cherry-ripe
Side 93 - KIND are her answers, But her performance keeps no day ; Breaks time, as dancers From their own music when they stray. All her free favours and smooth words, Wing my hopes in vain. O did ever voice so sweet but only feign ? Can true love yield such delay, Converting joy to pain ? Lost is our freedom, When we submit to women so : Why do we need them When, in their best they work our woe ? There is no wisdom Can alter ends, by Fate prefixt.
Side 11 - When to her lute Corinna sings, Her voice revives the leaden strings, And doth in highest notes appear As any challenged echo clear. But when she doth of mourning speak, E'en with her sighs the strings do break.
Side 62 - And care, to pay their yearly rent. Joan can call by name her cows, And deck her windows with green boughs; She can wreaths and tutties make, And trim with plums a bridal cake.
Side xvi - In these English airs, I have chiefly aimed to couple my words and notes lovingly together, which will be much for him to do that hath not power over both.