Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, Together with Some Few of Later Date, כרך 2J. Dodsley, 1775 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 9
עמוד 59
... look for the tinye boye ; -The boye was vanisht and gone . But firft he had touchd the lazar man , And ftroakt him with his hand : The lazar under the gallowes tree All whole and founde did stand . The lazar under the gallowes tree Was ...
... look for the tinye boye ; -The boye was vanisht and gone . But firft he had touchd the lazar man , And ftroakt him with his hand : The lazar under the gallowes tree All whole and founde did stand . The lazar under the gallowes tree Was ...
עמוד 159
... look looked hee , Earl marshall , he fayd , but for my oathe , Or hanged thou fhouldft bee . So V. 63 , 67. She means that the eldest of these two was by the ear ! marshall , the youngest by the king . IX . THE IX . THE STURDY ROCK ...
... look looked hee , Earl marshall , he fayd , but for my oathe , Or hanged thou fhouldft bee . So V. 63 , 67. She means that the eldest of these two was by the ear ! marshall , the youngest by the king . IX . THE IX . THE STURDY ROCK ...
עמוד 183
... look then looked hee : " Have I never a lorde in all my realme , Will fetch yon traytor unto mee ? " Yea , that dare 1 ' ; lord Howard fayes ; Yea , that dare I with heart and hand ; If it please your grace to give me leave , Myfelfe ...
... look then looked hee : " Have I never a lorde in all my realme , Will fetch yon traytor unto mee ? " Yea , that dare 1 ' ; lord Howard fayes ; Yea , that dare I with heart and hand ; If it please your grace to give me leave , Myfelfe ...
עמוד 224
... look you round about : And shoot you right you bow - men , And we will keep them out : You mufquet and callìver men , Do you prove true to me , I'le be the formoft man in fight , Says brave lord Willoughbèy . 5 10 15 20 And And then the ...
... look you round about : And shoot you right you bow - men , And we will keep them out : You mufquet and callìver men , Do you prove true to me , I'le be the formoft man in fight , Says brave lord Willoughbèy . 5 10 15 20 And And then the ...
עמוד 261
... look'd for other gaine But love and thankes for all my paine , At laft my royall king did dye , And then my dayes of woe grew nighe ; When crook - back Richard got the crowne , King Edwards friends were foon put downe . S 3 55 60 70 75 ...
... look'd for other gaine But love and thankes for all my paine , At laft my royall king did dye , And then my dayes of woe grew nighe ; When crook - back Richard got the crowne , King Edwards friends were foon put downe . S 3 55 60 70 75 ...
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מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Aldingar ancient awaye ballad Bannatyne's banyfhed beggar brave caufe copy daye doth Earl Earl of Murray faft faid fair fame fatire fayd fayes feems feen fene fhall fhee fhew fholde fight filke firft firſt flaine fome fone fong foon forrow frae ftand ftanzas ftill fubject fuch fword gold grene wode go grype hart hath heire of Linne Henry houſe intitled John king knight kyng lady little John lord Lord Vaux luve Makyne mankynde I love Mary Ambree moft moſt muft muſt mynde myne never noble Norfe poem poet prefent preferved prettye Befsee printed Prol queene quoth reft Rofamond ſay Scotland ſhall ſhe ſhee Sir Aldingar ſpeake Synge tanner tell thay thee thefe ther theſe thofe thou unto verfe wele Wherfore whofe wolde wyll wyth zour
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 302 - With an old study fill'd full of learned old books, With an old reverend chaplain, you might know him by his looks, With an old buttery hatch worn quite off the hooks, And an old kitchen, that maintain'd half a dozen old cooks ; Like an old courtier, &c.
עמוד 297 - And then your grace need not make any doubt, But in twenty-four hours you'll ride it about. The king he laughed, and swore by St. Jone, I did not think it could be...
עמוד 310 - With shriller throat shall sing The sweetness, mercy, majesty, And glories of my King; When I shall voice aloud how good He is, how great should be, Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
עמוד 309 - WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates — When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames — When thirsty grief in wine we steep...
עמוד 356 - Sweet smells the birk, green grows, green grows the grass, Yellow on Yarrow's bank the gowan ; Fair hangs the apple frae the rock, Sweet the wave of Yarrow flowan.
עמוד 315 - Even then her charming melody doth prove, That all her bars are trees, her cage a grove. I am that bird, whom they combine Thus to deprive of liberty ; But though they do my corps confine, Yet maugre hate, my soul is free : And though immur'd, yet can I chirp, and sing Disgrace to rebels, glory to my king.
עמוד 302 - That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate ; Like an old courtier of the queen's, And the queen's old courtier.
עמוד 357 - My love, as he had not been a lover. The boy put on his robes, his robes of green, His purple vest, 'twas my ain sewing; Ah!
עמוד 132 - The like was never scene. Most curiously that bower was built Of stone and timber strong, An hundered and fifty doors Did to this bower belong : And they so cunninglye contriv'd With turnings round about, That none but with a clue of thread, Could enter in or out.
עמוד 218 - If our foes you may be termed, Gentle foes we have you found : With our city, you have won our hearts each one, Then to your country bear away, that is your own.