 | Laura Valentine - 1880 - 634 páginas
...1752— 1770A DIRGE. OH ! sing unto my roundelay, Oh ! drop the briny tear with me. 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, Red his face as... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 642 páginas
...ROUNDELAY. [From (Etta.] O sing unto my roundelay, O 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. ' The above piece is given in Chatterton's original spelling, as a sample. ' Fair welcome.... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1880 - 636 páginas
...ROUNDELAY. [From CElla.] O sing unto my roundelay, O 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. 1 The above piece is given in Chatterton's original spelling, as a sample. * Fair welcome.... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1880 - 388 páginas
...imitated : — " 0 ! sing unto my roundelay, 0 ! drop the briny tear with me ; Dance no more at holie-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 neck as the summer-snow, Budd[y] his face... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 632 páginas
...ROUNDELAY. [From (Ella.] O sing unto my roundelay, O 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. 1 The above piece is given in Chattei-ton's original spelling, as a sample. * Fair welcome.—Chutterton.... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1881 - 1138 páginas
...THE MIXSTRELS SONG. Он, sing unto my roundelay I Oh, drop the briny tear with me ! Dance no more at e led the wild, ambitious, proud, and brave Vich Ian Vohr. Next death bed, All under the willow tree. art. Black his hair as the winter night, White his neck as the... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1881 - 368 páginas
...briars Round his holy corse to gree ; 2 Ouphant3 fairy, light your fires — Here my body still shall be: My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-tree. 8 Come, with acorn-cup and thorn, Drain my hearte's-blood away; Life and all its goods... | |
 | Alexander Falconer Murison - 1882 - 418 páginas
...UNDER THE WILLOW-TREE. O SING unto my roundelay ; 0 drop the briny tear with me ; 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 neck as summer snow, Ruddy his face as the... | |
 | Coventry Patmore - 1882 - 376 páginas
...MINSTRELS SONG IN ELLA 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 death-bed, All under the willow-tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his neck as summer snow, Ruddy his face as the... | |
 | Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - 906 páginas
...COOKE. minstrel's Song. OH, sing unto my roundelay ! Oh, drop the briny tear with me I 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 neck as the summer snow, Ruddy his face... | |
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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... 
