The Legendary Cabinet: A Collection of British National Ballads, Ancient and ModernW. Joy, 1829 - Всего страниц: 436 |
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... bear away.— The tidings to Earl Douglas came In Scotland , where he lay ; Who sent Earl Percy present word He would prevent his sport . The English Earl , not fearing that , Did to the woods resort , With fifteen hundred bowmen bold ...
... bear away.— The tidings to Earl Douglas came In Scotland , where he lay ; Who sent Earl Percy present word He would prevent his sport . The English Earl , not fearing that , Did to the woods resort , With fifteen hundred bowmen bold ...
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... bear his harp after him , and to sing the poems of his composing- mixing in the company of kings without ceremony : no mean proof of the great antiquity of this poem . " The limits of a note render it impossible to give here even a ...
... bear his harp after him , and to sing the poems of his composing- mixing in the company of kings without ceremony : no mean proof of the great antiquity of this poem . " The limits of a note render it impossible to give here even a ...
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... bear your company ; Many through false messengers are deceived , And I fear lest so should we . Thus they renisht ‡ them to ride Of two good renisht steeds , And when they came to King Adland's hall , Of red gold shone their weeds ...
... bear your company ; Many through false messengers are deceived , And I fear lest so should we . Thus they renisht ‡ them to ride Of two good renisht steeds , And when they came to King Adland's hall , Of red gold shone their weeds ...
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... bear your harp by your knee . And shall be the best harper you That ever took harp in hand , And I will be the best singer That ever sung in this land . It shall be written in our foreheads All and in gramarye , That we two are the ...
... bear your harp by your knee . And shall be the best harper you That ever took harp in hand , And I will be the best singer That ever sung in this land . It shall be written in our foreheads All and in gramarye , That we two are the ...
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... bear with me , They are kings which he hath slain . The Eldridge knight , is his own cousin , Whom a knight of thine hath shent , And he is come to avenge his wrong , And to thee , all thy knights among , Defiance here hath sent . But ...
... bear with me , They are kings which he hath slain . The Eldridge knight , is his own cousin , Whom a knight of thine hath shent , And he is come to avenge his wrong , And to thee , all thy knights among , Defiance here hath sent . But ...
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Стр. 339 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Стр. 342 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Стр. 435 - That light we see is burning in my hall. How far that little candle throws his beams ! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
Стр. 413 - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
Стр. 345 - Twas Edwin's self that pressed ! "Turn, Angelina, ever- dear. My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. "Thus let me hold thee to my heart; And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true, The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Стр. 223 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Стр. 358 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this, Lord Ullin's daughter. 'And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. 'His horsemen hard behind us ride — Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride When they have slain her lover?
Стр. 403 - No STIR in the air, no stir in the sea, The ship was still as she could be, Her sails from heaven received no motion, Her keel was steady in the ocean.
Стр. 360 - It is the curse of kings, to be attended By slaves, that take their humours for a warrant To break within the bloody house of life ; And, on the winking of authority, To understand a law ; to know the meaning Of dangerous majesty, when, perchance, it frowns More upon humour, than advis'd respect.
Стр. 16 - I'll fight with heart and hand.' Our English archers bent their bows, Their hearts were good and true ; At the first flight of arrows sent Full fourscore Scots they slew.