Famo thors - Frank Sidgwick, featurg the poem The Gay Goshawk
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- THE GAY GOSHAWK
- WEEK 531: THE GAY GOSHAWK, BY CAROLE PEGG
- THE GAY GOSS-HAWK
- THE GAY GOSHAWKMR FOX1 VIEWER1 CONTRIBUTORTHE GAY GOSHAWK LYRICSTHE GAY GOSHAWK ME TO MY WDOW SILLTHE SNOW, FELL FAST AND THE STARS STOOD STILL"OH, WON'T YOU TAKE ME OM THE STORM?WON'T YOU TAKE ME BETWEEN YOUR SHEETS SO WARM?"GOLD WAS THE LOUR OF HIS WGS SO FAIRHIS EY, THEY WERE BOLD AND OF SILVER SO RAREAS I LAY HIS BROWN BODY UPON THE PILLOWHE BEME A MAN, LHE AS A WILLOW"DON'T BREATHE A WORD, DON'T SCREAM, DON'T SHOUTI N TURN THE WHOLE WORLD ROUND ABOUTLAY THE MOON FLAT ON THE LANDWHISPER ROPE OUT OF FLYG SAND"WHISPERG WOMEN SO HAPPY BEGUILEDNOW THAT HE'S GONE SHE MT RE FOR THE CHILDJASME'S THE LOUR OF HIS HAIRTHE NUT-BROWN BOY WH THE SILVERY STARETHE NIGHT HAS LONG GONE AND THE SEASONS SLIP BYKNOWG SCERS STILL GIVE ME THE EYEBUT ON LD WTER'S EVENGS ALONE I WALKI WATCH AND I PRAY FOR MY GAY GOSHAWKYOU MIGHT ALSO LIKEEMBEDCANCELHOW TO FORMAT LYRICS:TYPE OUT ALL LYRICS, EVEN REPEATG SONG PARTS LIKE THE CHOSLYRICS SHOULD BE BROKEN DOWN TO DIVIDUAL LUSE SECTN HEARS ABOVE DIFFERENT SONG PARTS LIKE [VERSE], [CHOS], ETC.USE ALICS (<I>LYRIC</I>) AND BOLD (<B>LYRIC</B>) TO DISTGUISH BETWEEN DIFFERENT VOLISTS THE SAME SONG PARTIF YOU DON’T UNRSTAND A LYRIC, E [?]TO LEARN MORE, CHECK OUT OUR TRANSCRIPTN GUI OR VIS OUR TRANSCRIBERS FOMABOUT
- 96 - THE GAY GOSHAWK
- ANONYMO BRISH POEMS >>THE GAY GOSS-HAWK
- “THE GAY GOSHAWK” BY MR. FOX
THE GAY GOSHAWK
“O WELL is me, my gay gos-hawk,”—That you n speak and flee;For you n rry a love-letter—To my te love ae me.”“O how n I rry a letter to her,—Or how should I her know?I bear a tongue ne'er wi' her spak',—And ey that ne'er her saw.”“The whe o' my love's sk is whe—As down o' dove or maw;The red o' my love's cheek is red—As blood that's spilt on snaw.“When ye * the gay goshawk poem *
“O WELL is me, my gay gos-hawk, ”—That you n speak and flee;For you n rry a love-letter—To my te love ae me. “Now well is me, my gay gos-hawk, —That ye n speak and flee!
“I m' na here to bonny Stland—To lie down the clay;But I m' here to bonny Stland, —To wear the silks sae gay!
THE GAY GOSHAWK. 'O well's me o' my gay goss-hawk,.
WEEK 531: THE GAY GOSHAWK, BY CAROLE PEGG
" O well 's me o my gay goss-hawk, That he n speak and flee; He 'll rry a letter to my love, Brg back another to me." " O how n I your te-love ken, Or how n I her know? Whan ae her mouth I never heard uth, Nor wi my ey her saw." " O well sal ye my te-love ken, As soon as you her see; For, of a' the flowrs fair Englan, The fairt flowr is she. " At even * the gay goshawk poem *
'An' four-and-twenty gay ladi.
THE GAY GOSS-HAWK
Comments & analysis: O waly, waly, my gay goss-hawk, G your featherg be sheen! And waly, waly, my master" name="scriptn * the gay goshawk poem *
The Gay GoshawkThe gay goshawk me to my snow fell fast and the stars stood still. Jasme’s the lour of his hair, A nut-brown boy wh a silvery nights have grown ld and the seasons slip byAnd knowg scers still give me the eye, But on ld wter’s evengs alone I walk, I watch and pray for my gay goshawk. The Gay Goshawk.
1 ‘O WELLRR’rrS me o my gay goss-hawk,. 6 ‘An four and twenty gay ladi. 96B: The Gay Goshawk.
96C: The Gay Goshawk.
THE GAY GOSHAWKMR FOX1 VIEWER1 CONTRIBUTORTHE GAY GOSHAWK LYRICSTHE GAY GOSHAWK ME TO MY WDOW SILLTHE SNOW, FELL FAST AND THE STARS STOOD STILL"OH, WON'T YOU TAKE ME OM THE STORM?WON'T YOU TAKE ME BETWEEN YOUR SHEETS SO WARM?"GOLD WAS THE LOUR OF HIS WGS SO FAIRHIS EY, THEY WERE BOLD AND OF SILVER SO RAREAS I LAY HIS BROWN BODY UPON THE PILLOWHE BEME A MAN, LHE AS A WILLOW"DON'T BREATHE A WORD, DON'T SCREAM, DON'T SHOUTI N TURN THE WHOLE WORLD ROUND ABOUTLAY THE MOON FLAT ON THE LANDWHISPER ROPE OUT OF FLYG SAND"WHISPERG WOMEN SO HAPPY BEGUILEDNOW THAT HE'S GONE SHE MT RE FOR THE CHILDJASME'S THE LOUR OF HIS HAIRTHE NUT-BROWN BOY WH THE SILVERY STARETHE NIGHT HAS LONG GONE AND THE SEASONS SLIP BYKNOWG SCERS STILL GIVE ME THE EYEBUT ON LD WTER'S EVENGS ALONE I WALKI WATCH AND I PRAY FOR MY GAY GOSHAWKYOU MIGHT ALSO LIKEEMBEDCANCELHOW TO FORMAT LYRICS:TYPE OUT ALL LYRICS, EVEN REPEATG SONG PARTS LIKE THE CHOSLYRICS SHOULD BE BROKEN DOWN TO DIVIDUAL LUSE SECTN HEARS ABOVE DIFFERENT SONG PARTS LIKE [VERSE], [CHOS], ETC.USE ALICS (<I>LYRIC</I>) AND BOLD (<B>LYRIC</B>) TO DISTGUISH BETWEEN DIFFERENT VOLISTS THE SAME SONG PARTIF YOU DON’T UNRSTAND A LYRIC, E [?]TO LEARN MORE, CHECK OUT OUR TRANSCRIPTN GUI OR VIS OUR TRANSCRIBERS FOMABOUT
The Gay Goshawk Lyrics: The gay goshawk me to my wdow sill / The snow, fell fast and the stars stood still / "Oh, won't you take me om the storm? / Won't you take me between your sheets so * the gay goshawk poem *
96D: The Gay Goshawk. 96E: The Gay Goshawk.
96 - THE GAY GOSHAWK
‘The Gay Goshawk‘, Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal, c.1854 on display at Tate Bra. * the gay goshawk poem *
1 ‘O WALY, waly, my gay goss-hawk,. 4 ‘But weel’s me on ye, my gay goss-hawk,. 96F: The Gay Goshawk.
ANONYMO BRISH POEMS >>THE GAY GOSS-HAWK
96G: The Gay Goshawk.
“THE GAY GOSHAWK” BY MR. FOX
96[H]: The Gay Goshawk.