The Legendary Cabinet: A Collection of British National Ballads, Ancient and ModernW. Joy, 1829 - 436 Seiten |
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... bring on posterity , not only on those who were born immediately after the battle , and lost their fathers in it , but on those also who perished in future battles , which took their rise from this quarrel of the two Earls , is wonder ...
... bring on posterity , not only on those who were born immediately after the battle , and lost their fathers in it , but on those also who perished in future battles , which took their rise from this quarrel of the two Earls , is wonder ...
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... bring Where thou shalt high advanced be , By James our Scottish King . Thy ransom I will freely give , And thus report of thee : Thou art the most courageous knight That ever I did see . No , Douglas , quoth Earl Percy then , Thy ...
... bring Where thou shalt high advanced be , By James our Scottish King . Thy ransom I will freely give , And thus report of thee : Thou art the most courageous knight That ever I did see . No , Douglas , quoth Earl Percy then , Thy ...
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... bring them from bower to hall , And as many gentle squires , To tend upon them all . The talents of gold were on her head set , Hanged low down to her knee , And every ring on her small finger Shone of the crystal free . Says , God you ...
... bring them from bower to hall , And as many gentle squires , To tend upon them all . The talents of gold were on her head set , Hanged low down to her knee , And every ring on her small finger Shone of the crystal free . Says , God you ...
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... bring you a ready token , Or I'll never more you see . The lady is gone to her own chamber , Her maidens following bright , Sir Cauline leaped from care - bed soon , And to the Eldridge hills is gone , For to wake there all night . Unto ...
... bring you a ready token , Or I'll never more you see . The lady is gone to her own chamber , Her maidens following bright , Sir Cauline leaped from care - bed soon , And to the Eldridge hills is gone , For to wake there all night . Unto ...
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... hills , These tokens I bring away . * Or gamen , an old word for any sport or game . + i . e . Burnt , flame - colour , rubies or topazes . Stayed . Now welcome , welcome ! Sir Cauline , Thrice welcome SIR CAULINE . 41 Hermit of Warkworth.
... hills , These tokens I bring away . * Or gamen , an old word for any sport or game . + i . e . Burnt , flame - colour , rubies or topazes . Stayed . Now welcome , welcome ! Sir Cauline , Thrice welcome SIR CAULINE . 41 Hermit of Warkworth.
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The Legendary Cabinet: A Collection of British National Ballads, Ancient and ... John Docwra Parry Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 1829 |
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Aldingar ancient arms arrow ballad baron bells bespake Billy Blin blood bold Robin bonny bower brave breast bright Carlisle castle castle cheek cheer cried Curtal Curtal Friar dame daughter dead dear doth Earl eyes fair lady fast father fear fell fight gallant gentle gold gone grace Guenever hall hand hast hath heart Henry hill holy King Arthur King Estmere kiss knee Lady Elspat lady fair lady's land little John loathly lady look Lord loud maid maiden merrily merry mickle ne'er never noble o'er Percy pinnace Queen quoth Red-cross Knight Ritson Robin Hood ROBIN HOOD'S CHASE rode Scotland Scots ship sighed Sir Aldingar Sir Andrew Sir Cauline Sir Gawaine Sir Kay slain soon sore sorrow spear steed sweet sword tears tell thee thou art thou shalt took tree true love unto ween wight young youth
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Seite 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.
Seite 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?
Seite 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.
Seite 413 - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
Seite 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.
Seite 223 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Seite 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?
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.