Ballads and Ballad PoetryEdward Everett Hale (Jr.) World book Company, 1921 |
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ancient Mariner Aulus ballads battle beneath blood bonny Carterhaugh Cheviot cried curse curtal friar dæmons dead dear doughty Douglas Edom English Eugene Aram fair fast father fear fell fight Flodden fought Fountain Abbey gallant gray hand hast hath heard heart Hell and Heaven Herminius hill horse Inchcape Rock Johnie Kempion Kinmont Willie knee lady land Latian Little brother Little John Lochinvar looked Lord Douglas Lord Marmion lord of Ross Lord Scroope loud Marmion Mary Mother mast moon ne'er never night o'er old ballads Percy Perssy poems quoth ride Robin Hood rock rode rose sails ship side Sir Patrick Spens Sister Helen slain slayne soul spake spear steed stood sword ta'en Tamlane tell thee ther thou thow Tinkler true love True Thomas Tusculum Twas Twin Brethren wind winna Wyth Yarrow
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Side 175 - The very deep did rot : O Christ ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea. " About, about, in reel and rout, The death-fires danced at night ; The water, like a witch's oils, Burnt green, and blue and white.
Side 183 - The upper air burst into life ! And a hundred fire-flags sheen, To and fro they were hurried about ! And to and fro, and in and out, The wan stars danced between.
Side 191 - On every corse there stood. This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart — No voice; but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Side 124 - Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see! " The skipper, he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he.
Side 98 - I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Side 195 - 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.
Side 171 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: 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.
Side 149 - And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.
Side 184 - 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. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on; Yet never a breeze...
Side 174 - 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.