 Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go. And be you blithe and bonny ; ' Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.  The English Poets: Chaucer to Donne - Pagina 463di Thomas Humphry Ward - 1889Visualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
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...love, Like die old age. Clo. Are you ready, sir ? 340 Duke. Ay, pr'ythee, sing. (% . [Mustek. SONG. Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, Jly away, breath ; . 1 am slain by a fair cruel maid. .-••• .My throud of while, stuck all with... | |
 | English poets - 1801 - 382 pagine
...bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo, Of dumps so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first was leavy. Then sigh not so, &c. WINTER, A SONG. WHEN icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows... | |
 | George Ellis - 1803 - 468 pagine
...no more; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe...Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. Sing no more ditties,, sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy ;. The fraud of men was ever so, Since... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 424 pagine
...bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. II. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo* Of dumps so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men. was ever so, Since summer first was leai'y. Then sigh not so, ifC. D. Pedro. By my troth, a good song. Balth. And an ill singer, my lord.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 410 pagine
...bonny; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. II. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first was leavy. Then sigh not so, &c. D. Pedro. Ha ? no; no, faith; thou singest wel enough for a shift. Balth.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 518 pagine
...bonny; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. II. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first luas leaiy. Then sigh not so, &c. Balth. And an ill singer, my lord. D. Pedro. Ha? no; no, faith; thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 456 pagine
...bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. n. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer ftrst was learvy. Then sigh not so, &c. D. Pedro. By my troth a good song. Balth. And an ill singer,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 450 pagine
...bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. II. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo Of dumps so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer Jirst was leavy. Then sigh not so, fyc. D. Pedro. By my troth, a good song. Balth. And an ill singer,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 460 pagine
...Con.verting all your sounds of woe Into, Hey nonny, nonny. n. Sing no more ditties, sing no mo Of dumpi so dull and heavy ; The fraud of men was ever so, Since summer first was leavy. Then sigh not so, &c. D. Pedro. By my troth a good song. Balth. And an ill singer, my lord.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 426 pagine
...innocence of love, Like the old age. Cio. Are you ready, sir? Duke. Ay; pr'ythee, sing. [Mustek. SONG. C/o. Come away, come away, death, And. in sad cypress let me be laid; Fly aieay,fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, 0,... | |
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