Reliques of ancient English poetry, by T. Percy. Repr. entire from the author's last ed. With memoir and critical dissertation, by G. Gilfillan, Том 31877 |
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... heart from Richard's hand ; He that perforce robs lions of their hearts May easily winne a woman's : ' - The fact here referred to , is to be traced to its source only in the old Romance of Richard Ceur de Lyon , 1 in which his ...
... heart from Richard's hand ; He that perforce robs lions of their hearts May easily winne a woman's : ' - The fact here referred to , is to be traced to its source only in the old Romance of Richard Ceur de Lyon , 1 in which his ...
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... Heart , related in Fauchet , and in Howel's Letters . [ V. I. S. 6. L. 20. See Wart . Obs . V. II . p . 40. ] The Editor has seen a very beautiful old ballad on this subject in French . 27. The four following are all preserved in the MS ...
... Heart , related in Fauchet , and in Howel's Letters . [ V. I. S. 6. L. 20. See Wart . Obs . V. II . p . 40. ] The Editor has seen a very beautiful old ballad on this subject in French . 27. The four following are all preserved in the MS ...
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... hearts , Be lefte to moulder into dust ! Most loyal have yee been to mee , Most true and faithful unto deathe : 60 65 70 75 And , oh ! to rayse yee up againe , How freelye could I yield my breathe ! 80 But see the traitor's yet alive ...
... hearts , Be lefte to moulder into dust ! Most loyal have yee been to mee , Most true and faithful unto deathe : 60 65 70 75 And , oh ! to rayse yee up againe , How freelye could I yield my breathe ! 80 But see the traitor's yet alive ...
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... heart did bleed . He mourned still , and wept full sore ; I sweare by the holy roode The teares he for his master wept Were blent water and bloude . And that beheard his deare mastèr As he stood at his garden pale : 20 25 25 30 Sayes ...
... heart did bleed . He mourned still , and wept full sore ; I sweare by the holy roode The teares he for his master wept Were blent water and bloude . And that beheard his deare mastèr As he stood at his garden pale : 20 25 25 30 Sayes ...
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... heart I have wonne . ' Quoth she , ' I have loved thee , little Musgrave , Fulle long and manye a daye . ' ' So have I loved you , ladye faire , Yet word I never durst saye . ' ' I have a bower at Bucklesford - Bury , ' Full daintilye ...
... heart I have wonne . ' Quoth she , ' I have loved thee , little Musgrave , Fulle long and manye a daye . ' ' So have I loved you , ladye faire , Yet word I never durst saye . ' ' I have a bower at Bucklesford - Bury , ' Full daintilye ...
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