Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets; Together with Some Few of Later Date, Том 3Thomas Percy J.E. Moore, 1823 |
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... teares fast trickled downe his face ; That manlye face in fight so bolde . Nowe reste yee all , brave knights , he said , Soe true and faithful to your trust : And must yee then , ye valiant hearts , Be lefte to moulder into dust ! 65 ...
... teares fast trickled downe his face ; That manlye face in fight so bolde . Nowe reste yee all , brave knights , he said , Soe true and faithful to your trust : And must yee then , ye valiant hearts , Be lefte to moulder into dust ! 65 ...
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... teares he for his master wept Were blent water and bloude . And that beheard his deare mastèr As he stood at his garden pale : Sayes , Ever alacke , my litle foot - page , What causes thee to wail ? 35 Hath any one done to thee wronge ...
... teares he for his master wept Were blent water and bloude . And that beheard his deare mastèr As he stood at his garden pale : Sayes , Ever alacke , my litle foot - page , What causes thee to wail ? 35 Hath any one done to thee wronge ...
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... teares did flow . It chanc'd the king of that same place With all his lords a hunting was , And seeing me weepe , upon the same Askt who I was , and whence I came . 20 25 25 59 30 35 40 Then to his grace I did replye , I am 128 THE LADY ...
... teares did flow . It chanc'd the king of that same place With all his lords a hunting was , And seeing me weepe , upon the same Askt who I was , and whence I came . 20 25 25 59 30 35 40 Then to his grace I did replye , I am 128 THE LADY ...
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... so melodiouslìe . Thus heard he everye word I sed , And saw the pearlye teares I shed , And found to his amazement there , Sweete William was a ladye faire . 110 Then stepping in , Faire ladye , rise , And SERVING - MAN . 131.
... so melodiouslìe . Thus heard he everye word I sed , And saw the pearlye teares I shed , And found to his amazement there , Sweete William was a ladye faire . 110 Then stepping in , Faire ladye , rise , And SERVING - MAN . 131.
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... teares , and sighes , and cryes , All weeping to him with complaining eyes . There tender ladyes in darke dungeons lay , That were surprised in the desart wood , And had noe other dyett everye day , But flesh of humane creatures for ...
... teares , and sighes , and cryes , All weeping to him with complaining eyes . There tender ladyes in darke dungeons lay , That were surprised in the desart wood , And had noe other dyett everye day , But flesh of humane creatures for ...
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