 | English poets - 1801 - 382 oldal
...Brave prick song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...jolly cuckoos sing Cuckoo, to welcome in the spring, S o » o. [In the same.] O FOR a bowl of fat Canary, Rich Palermo, sparkling sherry, Some nectar else... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 oldal
...Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear f None but the lark so shrill and clear; Now at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...jolly cuckoos sing Cuckoo, to welcome in the spring ! SONG. [From the same.] Gr. On for a bowl of fat Canary, Rich Palermo, sparkling sherry, Some nectar... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1810 - 618 oldal
...gate of heaarn tings." Penshnrst, a Poem. Dodsley's Collection of Poems, Vol. IV, Hark, hark, wilh what a pretty throat, Poor Robin Redbreast tunes his...jolly cuckoos sing, Cuckoo to welcome in the spring, Cuckoo to welcome in the spring. Syl, Lo, Diogenes, I am sure tKou canst not do to much. Dio. But there... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1825 - 426 oldal
..." When morn returns with doubtful light, " And Phebe pales her lamp of night. Now at heavens gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...Hark, hark, with what a pretty throat, Poor robin red breast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly cuckoes sing, Cuckoe to welcome in the spring. Cuckoe... | |
 | Robert Dodsley, Isaac Reed, Octavius Gilchrist - 1825 - 422 oldal
...*' When morn returns with doubtful light, " And Phebe pales her lamp of night. Now at heavens gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...Hark, hark, with what a pretty throat, Poor robin red breast tunes his note ; Hark how the jolly cuckoes sing, Cuckoe to welcome in the spring. Cuckoe... | |
 | John Ford - 1827 - 640 oldal
...Brave prick -song ! who is't now we hear? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; How at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...robin red-breast tunes his note ; Hark, how the jolly cuckoes sing, Cuckoe ! ' to welcome in the spring." Jugg, Jugg, jugg, terue she cries, And, hating... | |
 | John Ford - 1827 - 630 oldal
...Brave prick-song ! who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; How at heaven's gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...robin red-breast tunes his note ; Hark, how the jolly cuckoes sing, Cuckoe ! to welcome in the spring." g* j"gg> jugg, terue she cries, And, hating earth,... | |
 | John Ford - 1827 - 672 oldal
...Jirave prick -song ! who is't now we hear? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; How at heaven s gates she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she...robin red-breast tunes his note ; Hark, how the jolly ruckoes sing, J«gg> j"gg> Jugg, terue she cries, And, hating earth, to heaven she Jlies. [The cuckow... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 oldal
...the ravish'd nightingale. Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu, she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Hark, hark, with what a pretty throat, Poor Robin...cuckoos sing " Cuckoo," to welcome in the spring. SPENSER. BORN ABOUT 1553— DIED 1&99. ArtoNG the numerous poets," says Mr Campbell, " belonging exclusively... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1852 - 708 oldal
...prick song ! who is 't now we hear ? None but the /-.•/•/, so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven'* gate* she claps her wings. The morn not waking till...jolly cuckoos sing, Cuckoo to welcome in the spring ; Cuckoo to welcome in the spring." 7 SCENE IV. " The roof o' the chamber With goldtn cherubins is... | |
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Jug, jug, jug, jug, tereu ! she cries, And still her woes at midnight rise. Brave prick-song ! Who is't now we hear ? None but the lark so shrill and clear ; Now at heaven's gate she claps her wings, The morn not waking till she sings. Hark, hark, with... 
