Reliques of Ancient English Poetry:: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, (chiefly of the Lyric Kind.) Together with Some Few of a Later Date..Thomas Percy J. Dodsley in Pall-Mall., 1767 - 400 sider |
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... quoth Bpchard Sheale . One of the earliest productions of the Scottish prefs , now to be found . The title - page was wanting in the copy bere quoted ; but it is fuppofed to have been printed in 1540. See Ames . See Pt . 2. v . 25 ...
... quoth Bpchard Sheale . One of the earliest productions of the Scottish prefs , now to be found . The title - page was wanting in the copy bere quoted ; but it is fuppofed to have been printed in 1540. See Ames . See Pt . 2. v . 25 ...
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... Quoth hee , If cryance come till my heart , I am ffar from any good towne . * 85 And foone he spyde on the mores so broad , A furyous wight and fell ; A ladye bright his brydle led , Clad in a fayre kyrtèll : And foe fast he called on ...
... Quoth hee , If cryance come till my heart , I am ffar from any good towne . * 85 And foone he spyde on the mores so broad , A furyous wight and fell ; A ladye bright his brydle led , Clad in a fayre kyrtèll : And foe fast he called on ...
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... eare to eare . 60 65 75 Before him came a dwarffe full lowe , That waited on his knee , And at his backe five heads he bare , 80 All wan and pale of blee . E 2 Sir , Sir , quoth the dwarffe , and louted lowe , AND BALLADS . SI.
... eare to eare . 60 65 75 Before him came a dwarffe full lowe , That waited on his knee , And at his backe five heads he bare , 80 All wan and pale of blee . E 2 Sir , Sir , quoth the dwarffe , and louted lowe , AND BALLADS . SI.
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... quoth the dwarffe , and louted lowe , Behold that hend Soldàin ! Behold these heads I beare with me ! They are kings which he hath flain . The Eldridge knight is his own cousine , Whom a knight of thine hath fhent : And hee is come to ...
... quoth the dwarffe , and louted lowe , Behold that hend Soldàin ! Behold these heads I beare with me ! They are kings which he hath flain . The Eldridge knight is his own cousine , Whom a knight of thine hath fhent : And hee is come to ...
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... Quoth hee , But heaven be now my speede , Or elfe I fhall be flaine . He grafped his fworde with mayne and mighte , And spying a secrette part , He drave it into the foldan's fyde , And pierced him to the heart . 155 160 Then all the ...
... Quoth hee , But heaven be now my speede , Or elfe I fhall be flaine . He grafped his fworde with mayne and mighte , And spying a secrette part , He drave it into the foldan's fyde , And pierced him to the heart . 155 160 Then all the ...
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads ..., Bind 2 Thomas Percy, Bp. Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2015 |
Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads ..., Bind 1 Thomas Percy Ingen forhåndsvisning - 1767 |
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Side 238 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care: Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Side 219 - The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Side 318 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Side 219 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come.
Side 269 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Side 190 - Itt hath been alwayes true to the weare, But now it is not worth a groat; I have had it four and forty...
Side 78 - Late late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi the auld moone in hir arme, And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will cum to harme.
Side lxxx - Certainly I must confess my own barbarousness; I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet; and yet it is sung but by some blind crowder, with no rougher voice than rude style...
Side 220 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.
Side 233 - For whereas twenty men were wont To wait with bended knee: She gave allowance but to ten, And after...