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" 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... "
The Works of Dr. Thomas Campion - Side 14
af Thomas Campion - 1889 - 405 sider
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The Church Quarterly Review, Bind 34

1892 - 550 sider
...never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again. ' All that I sang still to her praise did tend, Still she was first,...that they were breathed and died for her delight.' 2 But Campion has often a worthy rival in Dowland : ' Dear, if you change, I'll never choose again...
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Lyrics from the Song-books of the Elizabethan Age, Bind 1

Arthur Henry Bullen - 1887 - 244 sider
...my never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again. All that I sang still to her praise did tend, Still she was first,...that they were breathed and died for her delight. From ROBERT JONES' First Book of Airs, 1601. OVK 1an ffi/1af oon£ oil \tyovff1 ttavT££' KO.I Anthol....
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A History of Elizabethan Literature

George Saintsbury - 1887 - 530 sider
...never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again. " All that I sang still to her praise did tend, Still she was first,...that they were breathed and died for her delight." CAMPION in BULLEN. " What if a day, or a month, or a year, Crown thy delights with a thousand sweet...
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Seventeenth Century Lyrics

George Saintsbury - 1892 - 362 sider
...my never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight, and ne'er return again. All that I sang still to her praise did tend, Still she was first,...that they were breathed and died for her delight. (12) ANONYMOUS. WE be soldiers three, Pardona moy je vous an free, Lately come forth of the Low Country...
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English Writers: An Attempt Towards a History of English Literature, Bind 10

Henry Morley, William Hall Griffin - 1893 - 580 sider
...return again ! " All that I sung still to her praise did tend ; Still she was first, still she my song did end : Yet she my love and music both doth fly,...that they were breathed and died for her delight! " Campion's Sapphics, of course, show the unfitness of our language for verse founded on the Latin...
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English Writers: An Attempt Towards a History of English Literature, Bind 10

Henry Morley, William Hall Griffin - 1893 - 534 sider
...if she scorn my never ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again ! " All that I sung still to her praise did tend : Still she was first, still she my song did end : Yet she my love and music both doth fly, The music that her echo is, and beauty's sympathy....
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The Golden Pomp: A Procession of English Lyrics from Surrey to Shirley

Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1895 - 434 sider
...my never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight, and ne'er return again. All that I sang still to her praise did tend; Still she was first,...her scornful flight! It shall suffice that they were breath'd and died for her delight. cc1 THE SHADOW FOLLOW thy fair sun, unhappy shadow ! Though thou...
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Lyrical Verse from Elizabeth to Victoria: Selected and Edited with Notes and ...

Oswald Crawfurd - 1896 - 494 sider
...my never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again. All that I sang still to her praise did tend, Still she was first,...shall suffice that they were breathed and died for her delight.—Thomas Campion. LXXIX. TO PAN. ALL ye woods, and trees, and bowers, All ye virtues and ye...
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The Lyric Poems of Thomas Campion

Thomas Campion - 1896 - 224 sider
...never-ceasing paine, Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne're returne againe l All that I soong still to her praise did tend; Still she was first, still she my songs did end, Yet she my love and Musicke both doth flie, The Musicke that her Eccho is and beauties sympathie. Then let my Noates pursue...
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English Lyric Poetry, 1500-1700

Frederic Ives Carpenter - 1897 - 350 sider
...my never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight and ne'er return again. All that I sang still to her praise did tend, Still she was first,...that they were breathed and died for her delight. ROSE-CHEEKED LAURA. From Campion's Observations on the Art of English Poesy, 1602. DOSE-CHEEKED Laura,...
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