Reliques of Ancient English Poetry:: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, (chiefly of the Lyric Kind.) Together with Some Few of a Later Date..Thomas Percy J. Dodsley in Pall-Mall., 1767 - 400 páginas |
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... falling " with a party into the weft - marches , ravaged the country " about Carlisle , and carried off 300 prifoners . It was wi " a much greater force , beaded by fome of the principal , no- " bility , that , in the beginning of ...
... falling " with a party into the weft - marches , ravaged the country " about Carlisle , and carried off 300 prifoners . It was wi " a much greater force , beaded by fome of the principal , no- " bility , that , in the beginning of ...
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... falling on an- " other fide upon Hotspur , took him and his brother prison- ers , and carried them off while both parties were fight- ing . It is at least certain , that immediately after this " battle the Scots engaged in it made the ...
... falling on an- " other fide upon Hotspur , took him and his brother prison- ers , and carried them off while both parties were fight- ing . It is at least certain , that immediately after this " battle the Scots engaged in it made the ...
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... fall meet . 50 IV . SIR CAULINE . This old romantic tale was preferved in the Editor's folie MS , but in fo defective and mutilated a condition that it was neceffary to fupply feveral ftanzas in the first part , and ftill more in the ...
... fall meet . 50 IV . SIR CAULINE . This old romantic tale was preferved in the Editor's folie MS , but in fo defective and mutilated a condition that it was neceffary to fupply feveral ftanzas in the first part , and ftill more in the ...
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... fall ze beir , Mither , mither : The curfe of hell frae me fall ze beir , Sic counfeils ze gave to me , O. 45 50 55 VI . KING EST MER E. This old Romantic Legend , ( which is given from two copies , one of them in the Editor's folio MS ...
... fall ze beir , Mither , mither : The curfe of hell frae me fall ze beir , Sic counfeils ze gave to me , O. 45 50 55 VI . KING EST MER E. This old Romantic Legend , ( which is given from two copies , one of them in the Editor's folio MS ...
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... fall , Of whos [ life ] they counted not a flye ; Take up whos wolde for them , they let hym ly . Alas ! his golde , his fee , his annuall rente Upon fuche a fort was ille bestowde and spent . He was envyronde aboute on every fyde 95 ...
... fall , Of whos [ life ] they counted not a flye ; Take up whos wolde for them , they let hym ly . Alas ! his golde , his fee , his annuall rente Upon fuche a fort was ille bestowde and spent . He was envyronde aboute on every fyde 95 ...
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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 Ballads, Songs ... Thomas Percy Visualização completa - 1765 |
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Adam Bell alfo alſo ancient Anglo-Saxon archar awaye ballad BARDS caft Chrift Cloudeflè copy daye dear doth Douglas Du Cange Earl Earl Douglas Earl Percy Edom English faft faid fair fame fave fayd fayre feems feen fhall fhew fhould filk fing firft flaine flayne fome fometimes fong fonnes foon ftand ftanzas ftill ftory fubject fuch fworde Gilderoy greene willow harpe hath heart Hift himſelf houſe intitled king knight kyng lady ladye laft lord Minstrels moft moſt mufic muſt never noble Northumberland obferved Otterbourn paffage Patrick Spence Percy Perfè perfon play poems poets prefent profeffion quoth Robin Robin Hood Saxon Scotland Scottish ſhall ſhe Theare thee thefe ther theſe thofe thoſe thou thre tranflated unto whofe willow wold wyfe wyll Wyllyam yemen zour
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Página 238 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care: Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Página 219 - 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.
Página 318 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 219 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come.
Página 269 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Página 190 - Itt hath been alwayes true to the weare, But now it is not worth a groat; I have had it four and forty...
Página 78 - Late late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi the auld moone in hir arme, And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will cum to harme.
Página lxxx - Certainly I must confess my own barbarousness; I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet; and yet it is sung but by some blind crowder, with no rougher voice than rude style...
Página 220 - 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.
Página 233 - For whereas twenty men were wont To wait with bended knee: She gave allowance but to ten, And after...