Old English Lullaby (Eugene Field Poems)
Hush, bonnie, dinna greit;Moder will rocke her sweete,— Balow, my boy!When that his toile ben done,Daddie will come anone,—Hush ...
Hush, bonnie, dinna greit;Moder will rocke her sweete,— Balow, my boy!When that his toile ben done,Daddie will come anone,—Hush ...
Prometheus when firste frome heaven hye He broughte downe fyre, 'ere then on earthe not seene,Fond of Delight, a Satyre ...
One day, ? ten times happie was that day, Emaricdulf was in her garden walking,Where Floras imps ioy'd with her ...
Emaricdulf loue is a holy fire That burnes vnseene, and yet not burning seene:Free of himselfe, yet chain'd with strong ...
Come my Celia, let us prove,While wee may, the sports of love;Time will not be ours, for'ever:He, at length, our ...
Why Gentlemen, doe you know what you doe? ha! Would you ha'kept me out? Christmas, old Christmas? Christmas of London, ...
Of late the heaven with cold was clos'd up so, Frost bound the ...
As rare to heare as seldome to be seene,It cannot be nor never yet hathe beneThat fire should burne with ...
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awaye Ye poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
I have a horse - a ryghte good horse - Ne doe Y envye those Who scoure ye playne yn ...
Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes, Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times: What foolish Patron, is there ...
What thing is that, nor felt nor seene Till it bee given? a present for a Queene: A fine conceite ...
Preethee stand still awhile, and view this tree Renown'd and honour'd for antiquitie By all the neighbour twiggs; for such ...
When men for injuryes unsatisfy'd, For hopes cutt off, for debts not fully payd, For legacies in vain expected, mourne ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
APRILL: Ægloga QuartaTHENOT & HOBBINOLL Tell me good Hobbinoll, what garres thee greete? What? hath some Wolfe thy tender Lambes ...
In praise of Eliza, Queen of the Shepherds SEE where she sits upon the grassie greene, (O seemely sight!) Yclad ...
BVt if ye saw that which no eyes can see, The inward beauty of her liuely spright, Garnisht with heauenly ...
My loue is now awake out of her dreame, and her fayre eyes like stars that dimmed were With darksome ...
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