Readings in Folk-lore: Short Studies in the Mythology of America, Great Britain, the Norse Countries, Germany, India, Syria, Egypt, and PersiaAmerican Book Company, 1893 - 448 sider |
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Side 100
... spake , Saying " Iseult , for all dear love's labor's sake Give me to drink , and give me for a pledge The touch of four lips on the beaker's edge . " And Iseult sought and would not wake Brangwain , Who slept as one half dead with fear ...
... spake , Saying " Iseult , for all dear love's labor's sake Give me to drink , and give me for a pledge The touch of four lips on the beaker's edge . " And Iseult sought and would not wake Brangwain , Who slept as one half dead with fear ...
Side 102
... spake There to the nuns , and said , " Mine enemies Pursue me , but , O peaceful Sisterhood , Receive , and yield me sanctuary , nor ask Her name , to whom ye yield it , till her time To tell you " and her beauty , grace , and power ...
... spake There to the nuns , and said , " Mine enemies Pursue me , but , O peaceful Sisterhood , Receive , and yield me sanctuary , nor ask Her name , to whom ye yield it , till her time To tell you " and her beauty , grace , and power ...
Side 104
... spake and said to her , " O little maid , shut in by nunnery walls , What canst thou know of Kings and Tables Round , Or what of signs and wonders , but the signs And simple miracles of thy nunnery ? ? " To whom the little novice ...
... spake and said to her , " O little maid , shut in by nunnery walls , What canst thou know of Kings and Tables Round , Or what of signs and wonders , but the signs And simple miracles of thy nunnery ? ? " To whom the little novice ...
Side 106
... spake the Queen , and somewhat bitterly , " Were they so glad ? Ill prophets were they all , Spirits and men : could none of them foresee , Not even thy wise father with his signs And wonders , what has fall'n upon the realm ? " To whom ...
... spake the Queen , and somewhat bitterly , " Were they so glad ? Ill prophets were they all , Spirits and men : could none of them foresee , Not even thy wise father with his signs And wonders , what has fall'n upon the realm ? " To whom ...
Side 107
... spake . Whereat the novice crying , with clasp'd hands , Shame on her own garrulity garrulously , Said the good nuns would check her gadding tongue Full often , " And , sweet lady , if I seem To vex an ear too sad to listen to me ...
... spake . Whereat the novice crying , with clasp'd hands , Shame on her own garrulity garrulously , Said the good nuns would check her gadding tongue Full often , " And , sweet lady , if I seem To vex an ear too sad to listen to me ...
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Side 346 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Side 38 - Lo, it is I, be not afraid In many climes, without avail, Thou hast spent thy life for the Holy Grail; Behold, it is here, — this cup which thou Didst fill at the streamlet for me but now; This crust is my body broken for thee; This water his blood that died on the tree; The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need; Not what we give, but what we share, For the gift without the giver is bare; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor,...
Side 325 - And it came to pass that night, that the angel of the LORD went out, and smote in the camp of the Assyrians an hundred fourscore and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.
Side 142 - Nick, in shape o' beast; A towzie tyke, black, grim, and large, To gie them music was his charge: He screw'd the pipes and gart them skirl, Till roof and rafters a...
Side 256 - To Rat-land home his commentary: Which was, 'At the first shrill notes of the pipe, I heard a sound as of scraping tripe, And putting apples, wondrous ripe, Into a cider-press's gripe: And a moving away of pickle-tub-boards, And a leaving ajar of conserve-cupboards, And a drawing the corks of train-oil-flasks, And a breaking the hoops of butter-casks; And it seemed as if a voice (Sweeter far than by harp or by psaltery Is breathed) called out, Oh rats, rejoice!
Side 320 - IF the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again.
Side 323 - Thammuz came next behind, Whose annual wound in Lebanon allured The Syrian damsels to lament his fate In amorous ditties, all a summer's day; While smooth Adonis from his native rock Ran purple to the sea, supposed with blood Of Thammuz yearly wounded...
Side 406 - The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes — or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two — was gone. XVII Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp Abode his destin'd Hour, and went his way.
Side 405 - Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say; Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday? And this first Summer month that brings the Rose Shall take Jamshyd and Kaikobad away.
Side 323 - In this thing the LORD pardon thy servant, that when my master goeth into the house of Rimmon to worship there, and he leaneth on my hand, and I bow myself in the house of Rimmon : when I bow down myself in the house of Rimmon, the LORD pardon thy servant in this thing.