Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other PiecesThomas Percy Porter & Coates, 1876 - 558 עמודים |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 27
עמוד 66
... shold happe to thee , Upon Elridge hill there groweth a thorne , Upon the mores brodinge ; 50 55 60 And dare ye , syr knighte , wake there all nighte Untill the fayre morninge ? For the Eldridge knighte , so mickle of mighte , Will ...
... shold happe to thee , Upon Elridge hill there groweth a thorne , Upon the mores brodinge ; 50 55 60 And dare ye , syr knighte , wake there all nighte Untill the fayre morninge ? For the Eldridge knighte , so mickle of mighte , Will ...
עמוד 67
... shold dye . And he then up and the Eldridge knighte Sett him in his saddle anone , And the Eldridge knighte and his ladye To theyr castle are they gone . Then he tooke up the bloudy hand , That was so large of bone , And on it he founde ...
... shold dye . And he then up and the Eldridge knighte Sett him in his saddle anone , And the Eldridge knighte and his ladye To theyr castle are they gone . Then he tooke up the bloudy hand , That was so large of bone , And on it he founde ...
עמוד 70
... shold followe thee , Who hast bought my love soe deare . Then ' fayntinge in a deadlye swoune , And with a deepe - fette sighe , That burst her gentle hearte in twayne Fayre Christabelle did dye . V. 200 QUAY dois zour brand sae drop wi ...
... shold followe thee , Who hast bought my love soe deare . Then ' fayntinge in a deadlye swoune , And with a deepe - fette sighe , That burst her gentle hearte in twayne Fayre Christabelle did dye . V. 200 QUAY dois zour brand sae drop wi ...
עמוד 72
... shold be my queene . Saies , Reade me , reade me , deare brother , Throughout merry England , Where we might find a messenger Betwixt us towe to sende . My brother wold marrye her to his wiffe , Of Englande to be queene . 10 15 20 Saies ...
... shold be my queene . Saies , Reade me , reade me , deare brother , Throughout merry England , Where we might find a messenger Betwixt us towe to sende . My brother wold marrye her to his wiffe , Of Englande to be queene . 10 15 20 Saies ...
עמוד 79
... shold bee . 70 Untill they come to the merry greenwood , Where they had gladdest bee , There were the ware of a wight yeoman , His body leaned to a tree . 30 35 His shoote it was but loosely shott , Yet flewe not the arrowe in vaine ...
... shold bee . 70 Untill they come to the merry greenwood , Where they had gladdest bee , There were the ware of a wight yeoman , His body leaned to a tree . 30 35 His shoote it was but loosely shott , Yet flewe not the arrowe in vaine ...
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
Reliques of Ancient English Poetry, כרך 1 <span dir=ltr>Thomas Percy</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 1996 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
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קטעים בולטים
עמוד 473 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume...
עמוד 160 - 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.
עמוד 473 - One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear. When they reached the hall door, and the charger stood near; So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung, So light to the saddle before her he sprung! "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow,
עמוד 144 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
עמוד 281 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
עמוד 127 - The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields. A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. 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.
עמוד 127 - 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.
עמוד 126 - Come live with me, and be my love. And we will some new pleasures prove Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
עמוד 127 - And we will all the pleasures prove That hills and valleys, dale and field, And all the craggy mountains yield! There will we sit upon the rocks And see the shepherds feed their flocks, By shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sing madrigals.
עמוד 473 - I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide; — And now I am 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.