A Book of Favourite Modern BalladsJ. C. W. Kent & Company, 1860 - 167 páginas |
De dentro do livro
Resultados 1-5 de 10
Página 17
... ne'er did they see . So daring in love , and so dauntless in war , Have you JOHN BARLEYCORN . THERE went three kings into the east. e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar To snatch me from the arms of Nancy !
... ne'er did they see . So daring in love , and so dauntless in war , Have you JOHN BARLEYCORN . THERE went three kings into the east. e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar To snatch me from the arms of Nancy !
Página 27
... ne'er belted a knight , Though his spur be as sharp , and his blade be as bright ; Allen - a - Dale is no baron or lord , Yet twenty tall yeomen will draw at his word ; And the best of our nobles his bonnet will vail , Who at Rere ...
... ne'er belted a knight , Though his spur be as sharp , and his blade be as bright ; Allen - a - Dale is no baron or lord , Yet twenty tall yeomen will draw at his word ; And the best of our nobles his bonnet will vail , Who at Rere ...
Página 57
... showers Will ne'er make grow againe . " Our joys as winged dreams doe flye ; Why , then , should sorrow last ? Since grief but aggravates thy losse , Grieve not for what is past . " THE FRIAR OF ORDERS GRAY . " O say not 57.
... showers Will ne'er make grow againe . " Our joys as winged dreams doe flye ; Why , then , should sorrow last ? Since grief but aggravates thy losse , Grieve not for what is past . " THE FRIAR OF ORDERS GRAY . " O say not 57.
Página 58
... ne'er come again ? Ah ! no , he is dead , and laid in his grave , For ever to remain . " 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 ...
... ne'er come again ? Ah ! no , he is dead , and laid in his grave , For ever to remain . " 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 ...
Página 73
... ne'er had been , nor e'er again shall be . From Eddystone to Berwick bounds , from Lynn to Milford Bay , That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day ; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly war - flame spread , High ...
... ne'er had been , nor e'er again shall be . From Eddystone to Berwick bounds , from Lynn to Milford Bay , That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day ; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly war - flame spread , High ...
Outras edições - Ver todos
Termos e frases comuns
A-hunting Afton Allen-a-Dale AULD ROBIN GRAY BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beneath Birket Foster blythe bride bright charms cried CUMNOR HALL dream Duncan EDMUND EVANS EDWIN AND ANGELINA Excelsior fair father flowers FRIAR OF ORDERS G. H. Thomas Hallò hand Harrison Weir hast Hazeldean heard heart heav'n HERMIT OF DREUX Hollo INCHCAPE ROCK INVERNESS John Barleycorn KEYNE KING HENRY lady Lochinvar lonely look'd LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER loud merry MILE OF EDINBRO MILL-STREAM mother ne'er Netherby never night o'er OLD GREEN LANE ORDERS GRAY pass'd Queen quoth reach'd RICHMOND HILL river Dee ROBIN REDBREAST round RUPERT'S MARCH Samuel Palmer seem'd sigh sigh'd sing sleep smiled sorrow SPANISH ARMADA steed stormy STORMY PETREL SUMMER WOODS sweet tears There's nae luck tree turn'd Twas vale village waves weep whisp'ring with thee whoop wild William Harvey wind wonnot wooing o't YARROW VISITED young Lochinvar
Passagens mais conhecidas
Página 65 - The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Página 33 - Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, "To tempt the dangerous gloom; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. "Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.
Página 8 - Eske river where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Página 57 - As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon swells. Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down.
Página 33 - TURN, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way, To where yon taper cheers the vale, With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds immeasurably spread Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Página 151 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Página 24 - I Remember, I Remember. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon Nor brought too long a day; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember...
Página 30 - His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride, When they have slain her lover?
Página 149 - IT was a summer evening. Old Kaspar's work was done. And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
Página 38 - I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. And there, forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die: 'Twas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.