Collins Albatross Book of Verse: English and American Poetry from the Thirteenth Century to the Present Day |
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Page 42
Glasgerion's taken his harp in hand Till he's played them all asleep , All but the fair young Princess Whom love did waking keep . She said , Play on , Glasgerion , Play on and never cease ; There's never a stroke comes from thy harp ...
Glasgerion's taken his harp in hand Till he's played them all asleep , All but the fair young Princess Whom love did waking keep . She said , Play on , Glasgerion , Play on and never cease ; There's never a stroke comes from thy harp ...
Page 127
ROSALIND'S MADRIGAL Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet ; Now with his wings he plays with me , Now with his feet ... Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence And bind you , when you long to play , For your offence .
ROSALIND'S MADRIGAL Love in my bosom like a bee Doth suck his sweet ; Now with his wings he plays with me , Now with his feet ... Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence And bind you , when you long to play , For your offence .
Page 519
He never told us what he was , Or what mischance , or other cause , Had banished him from better days To play the Prince of Castaways . Meanwhile he played surpassing well A part , for most , unplayable ; In fine , one pauses ...
He never told us what he was , Or what mischance , or other cause , Had banished him from better days To play the Prince of Castaways . Meanwhile he played surpassing well A part , for most , unplayable ; In fine , one pauses ...
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