Old England: historic pictures of life in old castles, forests, abbeys, and cities, etc

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Partridge & Oakey, 1851 - 202 páginas
 

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Página 15 - Roused though it be full often to a mood Which spurns the check of salutary bands,* That this most famous Stream in bogs and sands Should perish ; and to evil and to good Be lost for ever. In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible Knights of old : We must be free or die, who speak...
Página 58 - There, interspers'd in lawns and opening glades, Thin trees arise that shun each other's shades. Here in full light the russet plains extend : There wrapt in clouds the bluish hills ascend. E'en the wild heath displays her purple dyes, And 'midst the desert fruitful fields arise, That crown'd with tufted trees and springing corn, Like verdant isles, the sable waste adorn.
Página 77 - Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight ; Death the Skeleton, And Time the Shadow ; there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship ; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood Murmuring from Glaramara's inmost caves.
Página 15 - ... thought of that the Flood Of British freedom, which, to the open sea Of the world's praise, from dark antiquity Hath flowed, 'with pomp of waters, unwithstood...
Página 75 - He gathers all the parish there ; Points out the place of either yew, Here Baucis, there Philemon, grew : Till once a parson of our town, ' To mend his barn, cut Baucis down ; At which, 'tis hard to be...
Página 76 - Tree! a living thing Produced too slowly ever to decay; Of form and aspect too magnificent To be destroyed.
Página 37 - ... every powerful man made his castles, and held them against him ; and they filled the land full of castles. They cruelly oppressed the wretched men of the land with castle-works. When the castles were made, they filled them with devils and evil men.
Página 93 - An hundred valiant men had this brave Robin Hood, Still ready at his call, that bowmen were right good ; All clad in Lincoln green, with caps of red and blue...
Página 36 - Illumining the vaulted roof, A thousand torches flam'd aloof : From massy cups, with golden gleam Sparkled the red metheglin's stream : To grace the gorgeous festival, Along the lofty-window'd hall, The storied tapestry was hung : With minstrelsy the rafters rung...

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