Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, Together with Some Few of Later Date, Band 1E. Moxon, 1844 |
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... lady faire and free , And sett her on the Carles knee : One whiles shee harped another whiles song , Both of ... ladye fayre of hew and hyde Shee sate downe by the bed side She laid a souter [ psaltry ] vpon her knee Theron shee ...
... lady faire and free , And sett her on the Carles knee : One whiles shee harped another whiles song , Both of ... ladye fayre of hew and hyde Shee sate downe by the bed side She laid a souter [ psaltry ] vpon her knee Theron shee ...
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... ladye to his daughter , In fashyon she hath no peere ; And princely wightes that ladye wooed To be theyr wedded feere . * See " Northern Antiquities , " & c vol . i . p . 318. vol . ii . p . 100 . Memoires de la Chevalerie . " Tom . i ...
... ladye to his daughter , In fashyon she hath no peere ; And princely wightes that ladye wooed To be theyr wedded feere . * See " Northern Antiquities , " & c vol . i . p . 318. vol . ii . p . 100 . Memoires de la Chevalerie . " Tom . i ...
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... , Never lye soe cowardlee ; For it is told in my fathers halle , You dye for love of mee . " " Fayre ladye , it is for your love That all this dill I drye : 3333 35 For if you wold comfort me with a kisse , c 3 SIR CAULINE . 33.
... , Never lye soe cowardlee ; For it is told in my fathers halle , You dye for love of mee . " " Fayre ladye , it is for your love That all this dill I drye : 3333 35 For if you wold comfort me with a kisse , c 3 SIR CAULINE . 33.
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... ladye , thou art a kinges daughtèr , And I am not thy peere , But let me doe some deedes of armes To be your ... lady is gone to her own chaumbère , Her maydens following bright : * Perhaps " wake , " as above , in ver . 61 . 45 50 55 60 ...
... ladye , thou art a kinges daughtèr , And I am not thy peere , But let me doe some deedes of armes To be your ... lady is gone to her own chaumbère , Her maydens following bright : * Perhaps " wake , " as above , in ver . 61 . 45 50 55 60 ...
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... ladye bright his brydle led , Clad in a fayre kyrtèll : And soe fast he called on syr Caulìne , " O man , I rede thee flye , For but ' if cryance comes till my heart , I weene but thou mun dye . " He sayth , " No ' cryance comes till my ...
... ladye bright his brydle led , Clad in a fayre kyrtèll : And soe fast he called on syr Caulìne , " O man , I rede thee flye , For but ' if cryance comes till my heart , I weene but thou mun dye . " He sayth , " No ' cryance comes till my ...
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Seite 209 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against Fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Seite 173 - The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields: A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle...
Seite 173 - A belt of straw and ivy buds With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Seite 192 - Hadst thou been fond, he had been false, And left thee sad and heavy ; For young men ever were fickle found, Since summer trees were leafy.
Seite 174 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Seite ii - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Seite 57 - The king has written a braid letter. And signd it wi his hand, And sent it to Sir Patrick Spence, Was walking on the sand. The first line that Sir Patrick red, A loud lauch lauched he; The next line that Sir Patrick red, "O what is this has don this deid, This ill deid don to me, To send me out this time o' the yeir, To sail upon the se!
Seite 209 - The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar, now, See where the victor victim bleeds : All heads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.
Seite 253 - Solitude, romantic maid ! Whether by nodding towers you tread ; Or haunt the desert's trackless gloom, Or hover o'er the yawning tomb ; Or climb the Andes' clifted side, Or by the Nile's coy source abide : Or, starting from your half-year's sleep, From Hecla view the thawing deep : Or, at the purple dawn of day, Tadmor's marble wastes survey." observing,
Seite 191 - Now Christ thee save, thou reverend friar, I pray thee tell to me, If ever at yon holy shrine My true love thou didst see. And how should I know your true love, From many another one ? O by his cockle hat, and staff, And by his sandal shoone.