English History in VerseErnest Pertwee G. Routledge & sons, Limited, 1906 - 407 Seiten |
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... round , So famous in those days ; Whereat a hundred noble knights , And thirty sat always : Who for their deeds and martial feats , As books do yet record , Amongst all other nations Were feared through the world . And in the Castle of ...
... round , So famous in those days ; Whereat a hundred noble knights , And thirty sat always : Who for their deeds and martial feats , As books do yet record , Amongst all other nations Were feared through the world . And in the Castle of ...
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... round her as she rode , And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear . The little wide - mouth'd heads upon the spout Had cunning eyes to see ; the barking cur Made her cheek flame : her palfrey's footfall shot Light horrors thro ' her ...
... round her as she rode , And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear . The little wide - mouth'd heads upon the spout Had cunning eyes to see ; the barking cur Made her cheek flame : her palfrey's footfall shot Light horrors thro ' her ...
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... , and wood , Far glittering in the light of day , The two great armies stood . Beneath the Royal banner , The London Burghers stand ; And closely round are pressing , 11 One broad , bright lake of silver sheen Seemed all. Sydney Hodges.
... , and wood , Far glittering in the light of day , The two great armies stood . Beneath the Royal banner , The London Burghers stand ; And closely round are pressing , 11 One broad , bright lake of silver sheen Seemed all. Sydney Hodges.
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... round the royal banner The fight was raging still . And fast the Norman courage Was changing into dread ; When from a bowman in the rear A random arrow sped . Swift for an instant in its flight It glanced across the sky , Then on the ...
... round the royal banner The fight was raging still . And fast the Norman courage Was changing into dread ; When from a bowman in the rear A random arrow sped . Swift for an instant in its flight It glanced across the sky , Then on the ...
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... round once more Of fasts and feasts renew . 66 From pleasure fast , from stately pride With alms and humble prayer , And ever in your feasts provide The friendless poor a share . ” True wife , whose gentle teaching led Her husband's ...
... round once more Of fasts and feasts renew . 66 From pleasure fast , from stately pride With alms and humble prayer , And ever in your feasts provide The friendless poor a share . ” True wife , whose gentle teaching led Her husband's ...
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arms banner battle behold beneath Black Death bless blood Bonny Dundee brave breath brother brow cried CROM Cromwell crown dare dark dead dear death doth dream Duke Earl Edward England English Exeunt eyes fair faith father fear FELICIA HEMANS fell fight fire France FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE friends gallant GEORGE WALTER THORNBURY GLOCESTER glory Gloster grace grave grey hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill holy honour horse Hubert JANE KING HENRY lady land light live look lord ne'er never night noble o'er peace PLAY OF MARY pray pride prince proud queen ROBERT SOUTHEY round royal SCENE shout silent slain smile soul stood sweet sword tears tell thee thine thousand throne to-day Tower Twas unto voice W. E. AYTOUN Whigs WILLIAM WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Willie Wallace
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Seite 135 - God's will ! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold ; Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost ; It yearns me not if men my garments wear ; Such outward things dwell not in my desires : But if it be a sin to covet honour, [ am the most offending soul alive.
Seite 317 - Hampton takes its name. Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home; Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea.
Seite 107 - This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England, This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings, Fear'd by their breed and famous by their birth, Renowned for their deeds as far from home For Christian service and true chivalry, As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry Of the world's ransom, blessed Mary's Son : This land of such dear souls, this dear, dear land, Dear for her reputation through the world, Is now leas'd out, I die pronouncing it Like to a tenement or pelting farm.
Seite 403 - Her court was pure ; her life serene ; God gave her peace ; her land reposed ; A thousand claims to reverence closed In her as Mother, Wife and Queen ; r " And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet...
Seite 248 - For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant ; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Seite 233 - For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly war-flame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire, Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
Seite 268 - And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts...
Seite 339 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.
Seite 341 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Seite 338 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow.