 The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither —...  Beauties of the Scottish poets, or Harp of Renfrewshire, a collection of ... - Página 416de Renfrew county - 1821Visualização completa - Sobre este livro
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 páginas
...in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold ; Then Philomel becometh dumb, the nightingale And age complains of care to come. The flowers do fade,... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1866 - 726 páginas
...in every shepherd's tongue, these pretty pleasures might me move to live with thee and be thy Love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, •when...becometh dumb, and all complain of cares to come. 18— 2 The flowers do fade, and wanton fields to wayward winter reckoning yield: a honey tongue, a... | |
 | Raymond Williams - 1975 - 356 páginas
...counter was Raleigh's to Marlowe: the relentless intrusion of time on that endless neo-pastoral May: But Time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold. Had joys no date, nor age no need, the pastoral appeal would convince. What is then interesting is... | |
 | R. Wilcher - 1985 - 214 páginas
...Shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee, and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold, When Rivers rage, and Rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come. But could youth last, and love still breed, Had joys no date,... | |
 | Jon Stallworthy - 1986 - 422 páginas
...in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love. But Time drives flocks from field to fold; When rivers...rage and rocks grow cold; And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning... | |
 | Richard Machin, Christopher Norris - 1987 - 422 páginas
...line) is only the more forceful when we remind ourselves that these lines are preceded by the lines, "The flowers do fade, and wanton fields / To wayward winter reckoning yields." The unpredictability and indiscriminacy of unlimited fertility turn into the unpredictability and indiscriminacy... | |
 | James Shapiro - 1991 - 234 páginas
...in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasure might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But Time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers...rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning... | |
 | Alberta Turner - 1992 - 228 páginas
...shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning... | |
 | S. K. Heninger - 1994 - 228 páginas
...Sheepheards tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee, and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold. When Rivers rage, and Rocks grow cold, And PhiIomeII becommeth dombe, The rest complaines of cares to come. The flowers doe fade, & wanton fieldes,... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 páginas
...shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee, and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields, To wayward winter reckoning... | |
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