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" My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Red his face as the morning light; Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under... "
The New spectator, with the sage opinions of John Bull - Página 3
1784
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Love and madness, a story too true, in a series of letters between parties ...

sir Herbert Croft (5th bart.) - 1780
...the jubilee. O ! fing unto my roundelay, 0! drop the brfny tear with me 5 Dance no more on holyday, Like a running river be. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. If your ear be ftruckby the cadence, you will1 be ftruck not a little, in the remainder of the' fong,...
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The Edinburgh Magazine, Or, Literary Miscellany, Volumen10

1780
...; Oí a« ye oc ver Jh-iU complai». SONG. OSW6 BHto my roundelay, О drop the briny tear with me; Dance no more on holiday! Like a running river be. My love Is dead, Gone to hi» death-bed, Л11 under the willow tree t Black his hair as winter night ; White his fkih as fnnuner...
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Poetical selections, consisting of the most approved pieces of our best ...

Poetical selections - 1811
...dell! A DIRGE. CHATTERTON. O! sing unto my roundelay, O ! drop the briny tear with me, Dance no more at holiday, Like a running river. be ; My love is dead, Gone to his deathbed, All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Ruddy his face as the morning...
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The Poetical Common-place Book: Consisting of an Original Selection of ...

1822 - 388 páginas
...yet their bosoms bleed,) May almost dream they are not past. A DIRGE. CHATTEBTON. Dance no more at holiday, Like a running river be: My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Ruddy his face as the morning...
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Malvern Hills: With Minor Poems and Essays, Volumen1

Joseph Cottle - 1829 - 512 páginas
...flagrant. Oh ! sing unto me roundelay ; Oh ! drop the briny tear with me ; Dance no more at holy day j Like a running river be : My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night ; White his rode [complexion] as the summer snow ; Red his face...
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Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., Volúmenes3-4

Robert Chambers - 1830
...briers,; Kouud hie holy corse to gre ; (3) Ouphante (4) fairy, light your fires, Here my body still shall XjFg \ willow-tree. Come with acora cup and thorn, Dniin my heart's blood all away ; Life and all its good...
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Southern Literary Messenger, Volumen2

1835
...a personal elegy. " O sing unlo my roundelay — О drop the briny tears with me ; Dance no more at holiday— Like a running river be. My love is dead. Gone to his death-bed, Alt under the willow tree. Black his hair as the summer night, White his brow as the winter snow, Red...
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Supplement to the Musical Library

1834 - 116 páginas
...my roundelay, O ! drop the briny tear with me ; Dance no more at holiday, Like a running river we. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed All under the willow tree. Come with acorn-cup and thorne, Drain my [pure] heart's blood away ; Life and all its goods I scorn,...
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The Southern literary messenger, Volumen2

1836
...personal elegy. " О Btng unto my roundelay — О drop the briny tears with me ; Dance no more ill holiday — Like a running river be. My love is dead. Gone to liis death-bed, All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the summer night, White his brow as the...
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Early Recollections: Chiefly Relating to the Late Samuel Taylor ..., Volumen2

Joseph Cottle - 1837 - 325 páginas
...flagrant. Oh ! sing unto me roundelay ; , Oh ! drop the briny tear with me ; Dance no more at holy day ; Like a running river be : My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night ; White his rode [complexion] as the summer snow ; Red his face...
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