A Lamentable Ballad Of The Lady’s Fall. To The Tune Of In Pescod Time (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,You loyall lovers all,And heedfully beare in your brestA gallant ladyes fall.Long was she wooed, ...
Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,You loyall lovers all,And heedfully beare in your brestA gallant ladyes fall.Long was she wooed, ...
Say (sweetest) whether thou didst use me well, If when in my hearts ...
Whither, O, whither art thou fled, My Lord, my Love?My searches ...
Beeing thy servant Cynthia, 'tis my duty To make thy name as glorious ...
Glasgerion was a kings owne sonne, And a harper he was goode;He harped in the kings chambere,Where cuppe and caudle ...
Guarda mi las Vaccas Carillo, por tu fe,Besa mi Primero, Yo te las guardare.I Pre-thee keepe my Kine ...
If thou a reason dost desire to know, My (dearest Cynthia) why I ...
Dear Cynthia, though thou bear'st the name Of the pale Queen of night, ...
Must I beleeve (sweet Cynthia) that the flame Hath light, and heat had ...
So would a soul, if that it did but know (Being form'd in ...
Gentle heardsman, tell to me,Of curtesy I thee pray,Unto the towne of WalsinghamWhich is the right and ready way."Unto the ...
Slumbering I lay in melancholy bed, Before the dawning of the sanguin light: When Eccho Shrill, or some Familiar Spright ...
While that my soul repairs to her devotion,Here I entombe my flesh, that it betimesMay take acquaintance of this heap ...
Will ze gae to the ew-bughts, Marion,And wear in the sheip wi' mee?The sun shines sweit, my Marion,But nae half ...
Kisse mee, Sweet: The wary loverCan your favours keepe, and cover,When the common courting jayAll your bounties will betray.Kisse againe: ...
Drink to me, only, with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine;Or leave a kisse but in the cup, ...
VVhile a short stay, short way divides us twaine, Nor yet of me, ...
What mystery was this; that I should finde My blood in kissing you to stay behinde? 'Twas not for want ...
When men for injuryes unsatisfy'd, For hopes cutt off, for debts not fully payd, For legacies in vain expected, mourne ...
COmming to kisse her lyps, (such grace I found) Me seemd I smelt a gardin of sweet flowres: that dainty ...
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