#EnglishWriters
Be not proud, but now incline Your soft ear to discipline; You have changes in your life, Sometimes peace, and sometimes str… You have ebbs of face and flows,
Great cities seldom rest; if there… T’ invade from far, they’ll find w…
HERE, Here I live with what my… Can with the smallest cost afford; Though ne’er so mean the viands be… They well content my Prue and me: Or pea or bean, or wort or beet,
Happily I had a sight Of my dearest dear last night; Make her this day smile on me, And I’ll roses give to thee!
When all birds else do of their mu… Money’s the still-sweet-singing ni…
Ask me why I send you here This sweet Infanta of the year? Ask me why I send to you This Primrose, thus bepearl’d wit… I will whisper to your ears,—
Julia, I bring To thee this ring, Made for thy finger fit; To show by this That our love is
Give me a cell To dwell, Where no foot hath A path; There will I spend,
Come, come away Or let me go; Must I here stay Because you’re slow, And will continue so;
By those soft tods of wool, With which the air is full; By all those tinctures there That paint the hemisphere; By dews and drizzling rain,
The May-pole is up, Now give me the cup; I’ll drink to the garlands around… But first unto those Whose hands did compose
First, for effusions due unto the… My solemn vows have here accomplis… Next, how I love thee, that my gr… Wherein thou liv’st for ever.—Dea…
Here we are all, by day; by night… By dreams, each one into a several…
Chorus. What sweeter music can we bring, Than a Carol, for to sing The Birth of this our heavenly Ki… Awake the Voice! Awake the Strin…
Time was upon The wing, to fly away; And I call’d on Him but awhile to stay; But he’d be gone,
