 | Anne Pratt - 1840 - 409 Seiten
...doors and windows of their houses. Hear our old poet Herrick invoking his mistress on a May morning : Each flower has wept and bow'd toward the East, Above an hour since, yet you are not dress'd — Nay, not so much as out of bed, When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful... | |
 | ...manner in which this day was once kept, in his beautiful little poem of " Corinna's going aMaying." Get up, get up, for shame ; the blooming morn Upon...bespangling herb and tree : Each flower has wept, and bowed toward the east Above an hour since ; yet you not drest, Nay, not so much as out of bed, When... | |
 | William Howitt - 1841 - 509 Seiten
...in the form of a lover inviting his sweetheart to go out a May-gathering. CORINNA'S GOING A-MAYING. Get up, get up for shame : the blooming morn Upon...throws her fair Fresh-quilted colours through the air : * Bushes. Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and ace The dew bespangling herb and tree. Each flower has wept... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844
...to go a Maying. Get up, get up for shame, the blooming mom Upon her wings presents the god unshoru. T sL r S-1 d 8# #=Y [ѻZ5 fi ਁ馷GB `+ @ Nav, not so much as out of bed ; When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful hymns... | |
 | Edward Jesse - 1844 - 399 Seiten
...Fresh quilted colours through the aire ; Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herbe and tree. Each flower has wept, and bow'd toward the east, Above an houre since, yet you not drest, Nay ! not so much as out of bed When all the birds have martens seyd,... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1845
...presents the god unshorae. See how Aurora throwes her faire Fresh-quilted colours through the aire. Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree. Each flower has wept, and bowed towards the east Above an hour since, yet you are not drest, — Nay , not so much as out of... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1845
...presents the god unshorne. See how Aurora throwes her faire Fresh-quilted colours through the aire. Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree. Each flower has wept, and bowed towards the east Above an hour since, yet you are not drest, — Nay ; not so much as out of... | |
 | Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith - 1845
...presents the god unshorne. See how Aurora throwes her faire Fresh-quilted colours through the aire. Oct up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree. Each flower has wept, and bowed towards the east Above an hour since, yet you are not drest, — Nay : not so much as out of... | |
 | Gem book - 1846 - 160 Seiten
...gratitude, An influence from the Source of Good, Thy bitterest griefs to heal. MARY HOWITT. MAY-DAY SONG. GET up, get up, for shame ; the blooming morn Upon...bespangling herb and tree ; Each flower has wept, and bowed toward the east Above an hour since ; yet you not drest, Nay, not so much as out of bed, When... | |
 | Half hours - 1847
...clad itself in pleasant weedsi 0 beauteous queen, &c. WATSON. Herrick is the great May-day Poet :— Get up, get up for shame, the blooming morn Upon her...bow'd toward the east, Above an hour since, yet you not drest ; Nay, not so much as out of bed ; When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful... | |
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Get up, get up for shame ! the blooming morn Upon her wings presents the god unshorn. See how Aurora throws her fair Fresh-quilted colours through the air: Get up, sweet slug-a-bed, and see The dew bespangling herb and tree. Each flower has wept, and... 
