Yorkshire Legends and Traditions: As Told by Her Ancient Chroniclers, Her Poets, and Journalists, כרך 1E. Stock, 1888 - 244 עמודים |
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עמוד 43 - He sprang in glee, — for what cared he That the river was strong, and the rocks were steep ? — But the greyhound in the leash hung back, And checked him in his leap. The Boy is in the arms of Wharf, And strangled by a merciless force ; For never more was young Romilly seen Till he rose a lifeless corse.
עמוד 214 - One lesson, shepherd, let us two divide, Taught both by what she shows, and what conceals • Never to blend our pleasure or our pride With sorrow of the meanest thing that feels.
עמוד 174 - OLD stories tell, how Hercules A dragon slew at Lerna, With seven heads, and fourteen eyes, To see and well discern-a : But he had a club, this dragon to drub, Or he had ne'er done it, I warrant ye : But More of More-hall, with nothing at all, He slew the dragon of Wantley.
עמוד 42 - The mingled sounds were swelling, dying, And down the Wharfe a hern was flying; When near the cabin in the wood, In tartan clad and forest-green, With hound in leash and hawk in hood, The Boy of Egremond was seen. * Blithe was his song, a song of yore ; But where the rock is rent in two, And the river rushes through, His voice was heard no more...
עמוד 43 - The falconer to the lady said ; And she made answer, " Endless sorrow ! " For she knew that her son was dead. She knew it by the falconer's words, And from the look of the falconer's eye ; And from the love which was in her soul For her youthful Romilly.
עמוד 42 - With these dark words begins my tale ; And their meaning is, "Whence can comfort spring, When prayer is of no avail ? " " What is good for a booties] bene ? " The falconer to the lady said ; And she made answer, " Endless sorrow ! " For she knew that her son was dead.
עמוד 230 - Pass, pass who will, yon chantry door; And through the chink in the fractured floor Look down, and see a griesly sight; A vault where the bodies are buried upright ! There face by face, and hand by hand, The Claphams and Mauleverers stand...
עמוד 63 - Twas in autumn, and stormy and dark was the night, And fast were the windows and door ; Two guests sat enjoying the fire that burnt bright, And smoking in silence, with tranquil delight They listened to hear the wind roar. " 'Tis pleasant," cried one, " seated by the fireside, To hear the wind whistle without.
עמוד 43 - A name which it took of yore : A thousand years hath it borne that name, And shall a thousand more. And hither is young Romilly come, And what may now forbid, That he, perhaps for the hundredth time, Shall bound across the Strid...
עמוד 168 - My lord bishop, I here present you with the falchion wherewith the champion Conyers slew the worm, dragon, or fiery flying serpent, which destroyed man, woman, and child ; in memory of which, the king then reigning gave him the manor of Sockburn, to hold by this tenure, that upon the first entrance of every bishop into the county, this falchion should be presented.