The Pictorial Book of Ancient Ballad Poetry of Great Britain: Historical, Traditional and Romantic: to which are Added, a Selection of Modern Imitations and Some TranslationsJoseph S. Moore H. Washbourne & Company, 1853 - 871 Seiten |
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... father , who died Aug. 5 , 1406 , in the seventh year of our Henry IV . , did not wear the crown of Scotland till the second year of our Henry VI . , but before the end of that long reign , a third James had mounted the throne . A ...
... father , who died Aug. 5 , 1406 , in the seventh year of our Henry IV . , did not wear the crown of Scotland till the second year of our Henry VI . , but before the end of that long reign , a third James had mounted the throne . A ...
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... father's steward , I am forc'd to this English wood ; And for to seek an uncle of mine , Some call him Robin Hood . But art thou a cousin of Robin Hood , then The sooner we should have done . As I hope to be saved , the stranger then ...
... father's steward , I am forc'd to this English wood ; And for to seek an uncle of mine , Some call him Robin Hood . But art thou a cousin of Robin Hood , then The sooner we should have done . As I hope to be saved , the stranger then ...
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... father ! father ! here , Here kneels your son , your young Gamwell , You said you lov'd so dear . But , lord ! what embracing and kissing was there , When all these friends were met ! They are gone to the wedding , and so to the bedding ...
... father ! father ! here , Here kneels your son , your young Gamwell , You said you lov'd so dear . But , lord ! what embracing and kissing was there , When all these friends were met ! They are gone to the wedding , and so to the bedding ...
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... father of Robin a forrester was , And he shot in a lusty strong bow Two north - country miles and an inch at a shot ... father's grey gelding was brought , And saddled and bridled was he ; God - wot a blue bonnet , his new suit of ...
... father of Robin a forrester was , And he shot in a lusty strong bow Two north - country miles and an inch at a shot ... father's grey gelding was brought , And saddled and bridled was he ; God - wot a blue bonnet , his new suit of ...
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... father , without any trouble , Set her up behind him , and bad her not fear , For his gelding had oft carried double . And when she was settled , they rode to their neighbours , And drank and shook hands with them all ; And then Robin ...
... father , without any trouble , Set her up behind him , and bad her not fear , For his gelding had oft carried double . And when she was settled , they rode to their neighbours , And drank and shook hands with them all ; And then Robin ...
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abbot agayne anon awaye ballad beggar blood castle Catskin Childe Maurice daughter daye dear dere doth Earle Ettricke Foreste fair fast father fayre fear fight Foreste frae gentle gentyll knyght gold green grene wode grete hand hast hath heart heire of Linne Humphrey king knight kynge lady ladye land Little John litulle lord Lytell Johan merry mery Moche monke myght ne'er never noble Notyngham o'er Outlaw Percy Percy Society potter pounde pray pretty Bessee proud sheryf queen quoth Ritson Roben Robin Hood Robyn Hode sayd Robyn saye Scadlock screffe seid seyde shee sholde Sir John Savage Sir William Stanley soon sore sweet sword tell thee ther theyr thou art thou shalt thow thre toke tree Twas unto Whan wolde wyfe wyll yemen young
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Seite 688 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Seite 699 - I pass, like night, from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me : To him my tale I teach.
Seite 697 - How loudly his sweet voice he rears! He loves to talk with marineres That come from a far countree. He kneels at morn, and noon, and eve — He hath a cushion plump. It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old oak-stump. The skiff- boat neared: I heard them talk, "Why, this is strange, I trow! Where are those lights so many and fair, That signal made but now?
Seite 684 - He holds him with his glittering eye The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will. The Wedding-Guest sat on a stone: He cannot choose but hear; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Seite 685 - He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold; And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald...
Seite 690 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust.
Seite 592 - But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ! For why ? — his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin, out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
Seite 686 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Seite 692 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise.
Seite 684 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.