The Beauties of Ancient Poetry: Intended as a Companion to the Beauties of English PoetryE. Newbery and J. Wallis, 1794 - 204 עמודים |
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עמוד vi
... MARY AMBREE From an ancient Black Letter Copy in the Pepys Collection . MURDER OF THE KING OF SCOTS The catastrophe of Henry Stewart Lord Darnley , the unfortunate husband of Mary Q. of Scots , is the subject of this ` ` 86 87 91 Ballad ...
... MARY AMBREE From an ancient Black Letter Copy in the Pepys Collection . MURDER OF THE KING OF SCOTS The catastrophe of Henry Stewart Lord Darnley , the unfortunate husband of Mary Q. of Scots , is the subject of this ` ` 86 87 91 Ballad ...
עמוד 89
... MARY AMBREE . WHEN captaines couragious , whom death colde not daunte , Did march to the fiege of the cittye of Gaunte , They muftred their fouldiers by two and by three , And formoft in battele was Mary Ambree . When brave Sir John ...
... MARY AMBREE . WHEN captaines couragious , whom death colde not daunte , Did march to the fiege of the cittye of Gaunte , They muftred their fouldiers by two and by three , And formoft in battele was Mary Ambree . When brave Sir John ...
עמוד 90
... Mary Ambree . Then tooke fhee her fworde and her targett in hand , Bidding all fuch as wolde , bee of her band ; To wayt on her perfon came thousand and three : Was not this a brave bonny lass , Mary Ambree ? My fouldiers fo valiant and ...
... Mary Ambree . Then tooke fhee her fworde and her targett in hand , Bidding all fuch as wolde , bee of her band ; To wayt on her perfon came thousand and three : Was not this a brave bonny lass , Mary Ambree ? My fouldiers fo valiant and ...
עמוד 91
... Mary Ambree ? She filled the fkyes with the smoke of her shott , And her enemyes bodyes with bulletts foe hott ; For one of her owne men a fcore killed fhee : Was not this a brave bonny laffe , Mary Ambree ? And when her falfe gunner ...
... Mary Ambree ? She filled the fkyes with the smoke of her shott , And her enemyes bodyes with bulletts foe hott ; For one of her owne men a fcore killed fhee : Was not this a brave bonny laffe , Mary Ambree ? And when her falfe gunner ...
עמוד 92
... Mary Ambree . But art thou a woman , as thou doft declare , Whose valour hath provd foe undaunted in warre ? If England doth yield fuch brave maydens as thee , Full well may they conquer , faire Mary Ambree ! The prince of Great Parma ...
... Mary Ambree . But art thou a woman , as thou doft declare , Whose valour hath provd foe undaunted in warre ? If England doth yield fuch brave maydens as thee , Full well may they conquer , faire Mary Ambree ! The prince of Great Parma ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Amyntas awaye babe bofom brave bonny chearful cheek Colma comes the better Cophetua cry'd Cumnor Cumnor Halle daye dear doth earl of Murray Edom faft faid fair Annet Fair Emmeline fair lady fave fayd faye fcorne feene feldome comes feven fhall fhalt fhee fide figh figh'd fight flaine fleede fome foon forrow foul ftill ftream fuch fweet fworde gaye Gilderoy Gordon grone hath heart horfe houſe king knight lady ladye Lancelott little Muſgrave lord Barnard loue lov'd maid manye Marion Mary Ambree maun mayde mayden Murray muſt ne'er never nut-browne bride o'er old cap owre praye prince quoth reft rofe rove ſhall ſhe ſhee ſhould teares thee thefe thoſe thou thouſand thro thy love tow're true love unto weene whofe wind young courtier youth
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 41 - 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 83 - Lord Thomas was buried without kirkwa, Fair Annet within the quiere, And o the tane thair grew a birk, The other a bonny briere. And ay they grew, and ay they threw, As they wad faine be neare; And by this ye may ken right weil 'They were twa luvers deare.
עמוד 41 - The rest complains of cares to come. 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...
עמוד 42 - 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 102 - As there had been none such. My Muse doth not delight Me as she did before; My hand and pen are not in plight, As they have been of yore. For reason me denies This youthly idle rhyme; And day by day to me she cries, "Leave off these toys in time.
עמוד 53 - His cheek was redder than the rose ; The comeliest youth was he ; But he is dead and laid in his grave ; Alas, and woe is me ! " " Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never...
עמוד 196 - AN old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a great estate, 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 80 - No, I will tak my mither's counsel, And marrie me owt o hand;' And I will tak the nut-browne bride, Fair Annet may leive the land." Up then rose Fair Annet's father, Twa hours or it wer day, And he is gane into the bower Wherein Fair Annet lay. "Rise up, rise up, Fair Annet," he says, "Put on your silken sheene; Let us gae to St.
עמוד 46 - For whereas twenty men were wont To wait with bended knee: She gave allowance but to ten, And after scarce to three; Nay, one she thought too much for him; So took she all away, In hope that in her court, good king, He would no longer stay. Am I rewarded thus, quoth he, In giving all I have Unto my children, and to beg For what I lately gave?
עמוד 197 - With an old falconer, huntsman, and a kennel of hounds, That never hawked, nor hunted, but in his own grounds, Who, like a wise man, kept himself within his own bounds, And when he dyed gave every child a thousand good pounds; Like an old courtier, &c.