WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. (1564-1616.) There are several convenient modern reprints of Shakespeare's Songs and Sonnets, including Prof. Dowden's, Prof. Palgrave's, and the edition by Mr. William Sharp in the Canterbury Poets. About the sonnets a voluminous literature has grown up. They appeared in 1609. It is conjectured they were written about 1598. From Love's Labour's Lost, Act v. Sc. 2. WHEN icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And milk comes frozen home in pail, Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. From Midsummer Night's Dream, Act ii. Sc. 1. VER hill, over dale, OVER Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander everywhere, From Midsummer Night's Dream, Act ii. Sc. 2. First Fairy. YOU spotted snakes with double tongue, Chorus. Thorny hedge-hogs, be not seen; Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong; Sing in our sweet lullaby; Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby; Nor spell, nor charm, Come our lovely lady nigh; So, good night, with lullaby. First Fairy. Weaving spiders, come not here: Chorus. Hence, you long-legged spinners, hence! Worm, nor snail, do no offence. From The Two Gentlemen of Verona, Act iv. Sc. I. WHO is Silvia? what is she, That all our swains commend her? Holy, fair, and wise is she; The heaven such grace did lend her, That she might admired be. Is she kind as she is fair? For beauty lives with kindness. Love doth to her eyes repair, To help him of his blindness, And, being helped, inhabits there. Then to Silvia let us sing, To her let us garlands bring. From The Merchant of Venice, Act iii. Sc. 2. TELL me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head? It is engendered in the eyes, From As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 5. UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me And turn his merry note Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And pleased with what he gets, No enemy But winter and rough weather. From As You Like It, Act ii. Sc. 7. BLOW, blow, thou winter wind, Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude; Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen, Although thy breath be rude. Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green holly: Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly: Then, heigh ho, the holly! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot: As friend remembered noc. Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! &c. 0 From Much Ado about Nothing, Act ii. Sc. 3. SIGH no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never: Sing no more ditties, sing no moe, From Twelfth Night, Act ii. Sc. 3. MISTRESS mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers' meeting Every wise man's son doth know. What is love? 't is not hereafter; In delay there lies no plenty; |