The Legendary Cabinet: A Collection of British National Ballads, Ancient and ModernW. Joy, 1829 - 436 páginas |
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... comely knight , Men call him Sir Cauline . The king had a lady to his daughter , In fashion she had no peer , And princely wights that lady wooed To be their wedded feere . * Sir Cauline loveth her best of all , But nothing durst he say ...
... comely knight , Men call him Sir Cauline . The king had a lady to his daughter , In fashion she had no peer , And princely wights that lady wooed To be their wedded feere . * Sir Cauline loveth her best of all , But nothing durst he say ...
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... comely youth , my Batchelere , To be I'll promise , if thee I may not wed , I will have none other feere . Then she held forth her lily white hand To that knight so free ; He gave to it one gentle kiss- His heart was brought from bale ...
... comely youth , my Batchelere , To be I'll promise , if thee I may not wed , I will have none other feere . Then she held forth her lily white hand To that knight so free ; He gave to it one gentle kiss- His heart was brought from bale ...
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... comely knight Indeed was dead and gone , She laid her own pale cheek to his , And thus she made her moan . O stay , my dear and only lord , For me , thy faithful feere : ' Tis meet that I should follow thee , Who hast bought my love so ...
... comely knight Indeed was dead and gone , She laid her own pale cheek to his , And thus she made her moan . O stay , my dear and only lord , For me , thy faithful feere : ' Tis meet that I should follow thee , Who hast bought my love so ...
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... comely Queen , Her dear worship to betray : Our queen she was a good woman , And evermore said him nay . Sir Aldingar was wroth in his mind , — With her he was never content , Till traitorous means he could devise In a fire to have her ...
... comely Queen , Her dear worship to betray : Our queen she was a good woman , And evermore said him nay . Sir Aldingar was wroth in his mind , — With her he was never content , Till traitorous means he could devise In a fire to have her ...
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... comely queen , Sir Aldingar's false to me . Now out , alack ! said our comely queen , My heart with grief will brast ; I had thought swevens * had never been true ; — I have proved them true at last . I dreamt in my sweven , on Thursday ...
... comely queen , Sir Aldingar's false to me . Now out , alack ! said our comely queen , My heart with grief will brast ; I had thought swevens * had never been true ; — I have proved them true at last . I dreamt in my sweven , on Thursday ...
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The Legendary Cabinet: A Collection of British National Ballads, Ancient and ... John Docwra Parry Sin vista previa disponible - 1829 |
Términos y frases comunes
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
Pasajes populares
Página 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.
Página 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?
Página 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.
Página 413 - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
Página 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.
Página 223 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Página 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?
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.