 | Eliphalet L. Rice - American literature - 1846 - 432 pages
...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 and rough... | |
 | English fiction - 1846 - 590 pages
...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... | |
 | Thomas Miller - Amusements - 1847 - 164 pages
...again, as they ring back the chorus, while we merrily exclaim, from the very joyousness of our hearts, " 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." What a " rasp, rasp," do those mowers make as they sharpen... | |
 | William Shakespeare, Alexander Chalmers - Azerbaijan - 1847 - 536 pages
...your gold right suddenly. [Exeunt. SCENE V. The same. Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and Others. SONG. 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 and rough... | |
 | Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1847 - 712 pages
...Nothing ill come near thee ! Quiet consummation have, And renowned be thy grave ! [From ' Aa you Like if] L v bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough... | |
 | Robert Chambers - English literature - 1847 - 712 pages
...come пенг thee! Quiet coiiHiunmation have, And renowned be thy grave ! [From ' A« you Like it.1] free From dying flesh and dull mortality. By this fair fount hath many a s tinto the Hwect bird's thront, Come hither, come hither, come hither ; Here shall he see No enemy But... | |
 | William Shakespeare - Promptbooks - 1848 - 74 pages
...can suck melancholy uut of a song, as a weasel can suck eggs. Come, warble, warble. SONG.— AMIF.SS. 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 ye see No enemy, But winter and rough... | |
 | 1863 - 804 pages
...coulda4iome.it. UNDER THE «KEEN WOOD TREE. BY WM. вНАКВРКЛНЕ. vUnder the green-wood trae Who loves to lie. with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's thront, •Come hither, »com« hither, aome hither, Here • ¡¡all he see. No enemy JBut... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1850 - 260 pages
...IV., 1. The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.—TOUCH. V., 1. Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat.—AMI. II., 5. W What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue ? —DRL. I., 2. Were... | |
 | Charles Mackay - 1850 - 650 pages
...to his companions; " let us return and tell the issue." CHAPTER XXVIII. " 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... | |
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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,... 
