Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, (chiefly of the Lyric King) Together with Some Few of Later Date ...J. Dodsley, 1765 |
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... head feemly rounded tonfter - wife || : " fair kembed , that with a fponge daintily dipt in a little capon's greace , was finely fmoothed , to make it shine " like a mallard's wing . His beard fmugly fhaven : " and yet his fhirt after ...
... head feemly rounded tonfter - wife || : " fair kembed , that with a fponge daintily dipt in a little capon's greace , was finely fmoothed , to make it shine " like a mallard's wing . His beard fmugly fhaven : " and yet his fhirt after ...
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... head so hye : And here I sweare by the holy roode , 115 Nowe , caytiffe , thou shalt dye . Then up and came that ladye brighte , Fafte wringing of her hande : For the maydens love , that most you love , Withold that deadlye brande . For ...
... head so hye : And here I sweare by the holy roode , 115 Nowe , caytiffe , thou shalt dye . Then up and came that ladye brighte , Fafte wringing of her hande : For the maydens love , that most you love , Withold that deadlye brande . For ...
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... heads he bare , 80 All wan and pale of blee . Sir , quoth the dwarffe , and louted lowe , Behold that hend Soldàin ... head , fyr king , muft goe with mee ; Or elfe thy daughter deere ; Or elfe within thefe lifts foe broad Thou must ...
... heads he bare , 80 All wan and pale of blee . Sir , quoth the dwarffe , and louted lowe , Behold that hend Soldàin ... head , fyr king , muft goe with mee ; Or elfe thy daughter deere ; Or elfe within thefe lifts foe broad Thou must ...
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... head- quarters . Our poet has fuggefted the fame expedient to the beroes of this ballad . All the hiftories of the North are full of ‡ Od ; ss . œ . 105 : I See vol . 2. p . 163 . the Even fo late as the time of Froiffart , we find ...
... head- quarters . Our poet has fuggefted the fame expedient to the beroes of this ballad . All the hiftories of the North are full of ‡ Od ; ss . œ . 105 : I See vol . 2. p . 163 . the Even fo late as the time of Froiffart , we find ...
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... head fette , Hunge lowe downe to her knee ; And everye rynge on her smalle finger , Shane of the chrystall free , Sayes , Chrift you fave , my deare madàme Sayes , Chrift you fave and fee . Sayes , You be welcome , kyng Eftmere , Right ...
... head fette , Hunge lowe downe to her knee ; And everye rynge on her smalle finger , Shane of the chrystall free , Sayes , Chrift you fave , my deare madàme Sayes , Chrift you fave and fee . Sayes , You be welcome , kyng Eftmere , Right ...
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volume 1 Thomas Percy Visualização completa - 1803 |
RELIQUES OF ANCIENT ENGLISH POETRY: CONSISTING OF Old Heroic ..., Volume 1 Thomas Percy Visualização completa - 1790 |
Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volume 1 Thomas Percy Visualização completa - 1765 |
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Adam Bell agayne Alyce ancient archar arrowes awaye ballad beſt caft Carleile Chrift Comedy copy daughter daye dear doth Earl Douglas Earl Percy English faft faid fair fame faſt fave fayd faye fayre feem fene fent fhall fhew fhould figh flaine flayne fome fong fonnes foon ftand ftanzas ftill fuch fwordes Garland greene willow hafte hand hart hath heart intitled juftice king KING LEIR knight lady ladye laft lord Lord Percy Minstrels mither moft moſt muft muſt myght never noble Northumberland obferved Patrick Spence Percy Perfè play poems poets praye prefent quoth Robin Hood Scotland Scots ſhall ſhe Theare thee thefe ther theſe theyr thofe thoſe thouſand unto whan whofe Whoſe willow wold wyfe wyll Wyllyam of Cloudeflè yemen zour
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