 | Thomas Bacon - 1837 - Počet stránok 496
...break-in his lips to a whistle: he who never before loved poetry shall be heard to spout for once, " Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note, Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither." When about a couple of miles from Mussoori,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1838 - Počet stránok 1130
...your gold right suddenly. [Exeunt. SCENE V — The same. Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and others. SONG. Ami, ome, come, we are friends : — let's have a dance ere we are married, that Uato the street bird's throat. Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy.... | |
 | 1840 - Počet stránok 594
...discouragement Shall make him once relent His first avow'd intent To be a pilgrim." Now for the poet — " Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat ; Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see From his " Visions... | |
 | 1840 - Počet stránok 652
...[strain. Warren's Vocal Harmony. GLEE, for 4 Voices. — JC CLIFTON. (2 Sopranos, Tenor, and Bass.) UNDER the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat ? Come hither ! come, here shall he see No enemy, But winter and rough weather.... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1842 - Počet stránok 400
...And buy it with your gold right suddenly. [lixcuil. The same. Enter AMIENS, JAO.UES, and others. Ami. Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy, But winter... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1843 - Počet stránok 458
...may have sallied forth into that little song which breathes the very soul of a rural voluptuary: — "Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me. And tune his merry throat Unto the sweet bird's note, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy,... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1843 - Počet stránok 400
...may have sallied forth into that little song which breathes the very soul of a rural voluptuary: — Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry throat Unto the sweet bird's note, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy,... | |
 | Eliphalet L. Rice - 1846 - Počet stránok 432
...shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. SONG. FROM AS YOU LIKE IT. "i Amiens. Under the green-wood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note, Unto the sweet bird's throat. Come hither, come hither, come hither i Here shall he see No enemy, But winter... | |
 | 1846 - Počet stránok 590
...spirits,— " Merrily, merrily, shall I live, now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough." Or, again, " Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry throat Unto the sweet bird's note," For, as our great Dramatist, elsewhere, sings, " 'Tis now The flowers... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1847 - Počet stránok 712
...Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have, And renowned be thy grave ! [From ' Aa you Like if] L v sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy But winter... | |
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Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat-- Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun,... 
