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Seite 101 - twixt thee and me, Because thou lov'st the one, and I the other. Dowland to thee is dear, whose heavenly touch Upon the lute doth ravish human sense; Spenser to me, whose deep conceit is such As, passing all conceit, needs no defence. Thou lov'st to hear the sweet melodious sound That Phoebus...
Seite 100 - Greensleeves, &c. Well ! I will pray to God on high, That thou my constancy mayst see, And that, yet once before I die, Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me ! Greensleeves, &c. Greensleeves, now farewel ! adieu ! God I pray to prosper thee ! For I am still thy lover true : Come once again and love me ! Greensleeves, &c.
Seite 96 - Greensleeves? Alas, my love, ye do me wrong To cast me off discourteously; And I have loved you so long, Delighting in your company.
Seite 140 - I am an Englishman, and naked I stand here, Musinge in my mynde, what rayment I shall were, For now I will were this, and now I will were that, Now I will were I cannot tell what.
Seite 141 - The Dutch his belly boasteth, The Englishman is for them all, And for each fashion coasteth. The Turk in linen wraps his head, The Persian his in lawn too, The...
Seite 80 - Nay, sir, she is a Puritan at her needle too : She works religious petticoats ; for flowers She'll make church histories : besides My smock-sleeves have such holy embroideries, And are so learned, that I fear in time All my apparel will be quoted by Some pure instructor.
Seite 99 - My gayest gelding I thee gave, To ride wherever liked thee ; No lady ever was so brave, And yet thou wouldst not love me.
Seite 203 - The enormous wigs which became fashionable after the Restoration, and point the satire in the ballad annexed, are constantly alluded to by writers of the end of the seventeenth and beginning of the eighteenth century. In D'Urfey's collection above noticed (vol.
Seite 100 - Thou couldst desire no earthly thing But still thou hadst it readily; Thy music still to play and sing, And yet thou wouldst not love me. Greensleeves was all my joy, &c.
Seite 49 - The pallocks being short clokes, unfitting the gravity of men of religion; the peaked shoes, an extravagant folly of the day ; and the knives, still more unfitting the clerical character ; the same author advises them to carry a pair of beads in their hands, instead of their baselardes, for now he adds: " Sire Johan and sire Geffrey Hath a girdel of silver, A baselard, or a ballok-knyf, With botons over gilte.