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Richard Barnfield

(1574-1627)

Quotations

  • ''In the merry month of May,
    Sitting in a pleasant shade,
    Which a grove of myrtles made,
    Beasts did leap, and birds did sing,
    Trees did grow, and plants did spring:
    Every thing did banish moan,
    Save the Nightingale alone.''
    Richard Barnfield (1574-1629), British poet. The Affectionate Shepherd (l. 13-14). . . Oxford Book of English Verse, The, 1250-1918. Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. (New ed., rev. and enl., 1939) Oxford University Press.
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  • ''If music and sweet poetry agree,
    As they must needs (the sister and the brother),
    Then must the love be great 'twixt thee and me,
    Because thou lov'st the one, and I the other.''
    Richard Barnfield (1574-1629), British poet. To His Friend Master R.L., in Praise of Music and Poetry (l. 1-4). . . Elizabethan Lyrics. Norman Ault, ed. (3d ed., 1949) William Sloane Associates.

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An Ode

As it fell upon a day
In the merry month of May,
Sitting in a pleasant shade
Which a grove of myrtles made,
Beasts did leap and birds did sing,
Trees did grow and plants did spring;
Every thing did banish moan,
Save the nightingale alone.
She, poor bird, as all forlorn,

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