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 páginas |
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... their ground . And throwing strait their bowes away , They graspt their swords so bright : And now sharp blows , a heavy shower , On shields and helmets light . They closed full fast on everye side , Noe slacknes 12 CHEVY - CHASE .
... their ground . And throwing strait their bowes away , They graspt their swords so bright : And now sharp blows , a heavy shower , On shields and helmets light . They closed full fast on everye side , Noe slacknes 12 CHEVY - CHASE .
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... light Lincoln green ; The cloath was homespun , but for colour and make It might have beseemed our queen . And then Robin got on his basket - hilt sword , And his dagger on his tother side ; And said , My dear mother , let's haste to be ...
... light Lincoln green ; The cloath was homespun , but for colour and make It might have beseemed our queen . And then Robin got on his basket - hilt sword , And his dagger on his tother side ; And said , My dear mother , let's haste to be ...
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... light beside my horse I was upon , The purse from my belt I gave him truely ; I bad him ride down into the North - West , Perchance a knight in England I might him see Wherefore pray him at my request To come to London to speak with me ...
... light beside my horse I was upon , The purse from my belt I gave him truely ; I bad him ride down into the North - West , Perchance a knight in England I might him see Wherefore pray him at my request To come to London to speak with me ...
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... lights that he might see ; And brought him to the bedd side Where as the Lord Strange lie . The lord mused in that tide , Said , Humphrey Brereton , what mak'st thou here ? How fareth my father , that noble lord ... light 153 LADY BESSY .
... lights that he might see ; And brought him to the bedd side Where as the Lord Strange lie . The lord mused in that tide , Said , Humphrey Brereton , what mak'st thou here ? How fareth my father , that noble lord ... light 153 LADY BESSY .
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... light up of the day , He was aware of the Warden and Edward Stanley ; The one brother said to the other , As they together their mattins did say : Behold , he said , my own dear brother , Yonder comes Humphrey Brereton , it is no nay ...
... light up of the day , He was aware of the Warden and Edward Stanley ; The one brother said to the other , As they together their mattins did say : Behold , he said , my own dear brother , Yonder comes Humphrey Brereton , it is no nay ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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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Página 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?
Página 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.
Página 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?
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.