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55. oldal
( 1568 ) Lullay , Lullay , Like a Child 5 a IO With lullay , lullay , like a child , Thou sleep'st too long , thou art beguiled . “ My darling dear , my daisy foure , Let me , ” quod he , “ lie in your lap .
( 1568 ) Lullay , Lullay , Like a Child 5 a IO With lullay , lullay , like a child , Thou sleep'st too long , thou art beguiled . “ My darling dear , my daisy foure , Let me , ” quod he , “ lie in your lap .
128. oldal
But let them sleep , Lord , and me mourn a space , For , if above all these , my sins abound , ' Tis late to ask abundance of Thy grace , When we are there ; here on this lowly ground , Teach me how to repent ; for that's as good As if ...
But let them sleep , Lord , and me mourn a space , For , if above all these , my sins abound , ' Tis late to ask abundance of Thy grace , When we are there ; here on this lowly ground , Teach me how to repent ; for that's as good As if ...
339. oldal
Soon , trembling in her soft and chilly nest , In sort of wakeful swoon , perplex'd she lay , Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs , and soul fatigued away ; Flown , like a thought , until the morrow - day ...
Soon , trembling in her soft and chilly nest , In sort of wakeful swoon , perplex'd she lay , Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs , and soul fatigued away ; Flown , like a thought , until the morrow - day ...
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
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beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth