English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1857 |
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... Wee list not to declare , Nor show whose men wee bee : " Yet will we spend our deerest blood , Thy cheefest harts to slay . " Then Douglas swore a solemne oathe , And thus in rage did say , — " Ere thus I will out - braved bee , B 2 3.
... Wee list not to declare , Nor show whose men wee bee : " Yet will we spend our deerest blood , Thy cheefest harts to slay . " Then Douglas swore a solemne oathe , And thus in rage did say , — " Ere thus I will out - braved bee , B 2 3.
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... blood out of their brests Did gush like water cleere . At last these two stout erles did meet , Like captaines of great might : Like lyons wode , b they layd on lode , And made a cruell fight : They fought untill they both did sweat ...
... blood out of their brests Did gush like water cleere . At last these two stout erles did meet , Like captaines of great might : Like lyons wode , b they layd on lode , And made a cruell fight : They fought untill they both did sweat ...
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... blood was wett . This fight did last from breake of day Till setting of the sunne ; For when they rung the evening - bell , The battell scarce was done . With stout Erle Percy , there was slaine Sir John of Egerton , Sir Robert ...
... blood was wett . This fight did last from breake of day Till setting of the sunne ; For when they rung the evening - bell , The battell scarce was done . With stout Erle Percy , there was slaine Sir John of Egerton , Sir Robert ...
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... blood , They bore with them away : They kist them dead a thousand times , Ere they were cladd in clay . The news was brought to Eddenborrow , Where Scottland's king did raigne , That brave Erle Douglas suddenlye Was with an arrow slaine ...
... blood , They bore with them away : They kist them dead a thousand times , Ere they were cladd in clay . The news was brought to Eddenborrow , Where Scottland's king did raigne , That brave Erle Douglas suddenlye Was with an arrow slaine ...
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... will ye come hame again ? Dear Willie , tell to me . " WILLIAM.— “ When sun and mune leap on yon hill ; And that will never be . " a Blood . b One - only . c Sorrow . d Woe . She turned hersel ' right round about , And her 17.
... will ye come hame again ? Dear Willie , tell to me . " WILLIAM.— “ When sun and mune leap on yon hill ; And that will never be . " a Blood . b One - only . c Sorrow . d Woe . She turned hersel ' right round about , And her 17.
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arms battle bear beneath bless blood bold brave breath bright bring brother child close cried dark dead dear death deep dying earth Erle eyes face fair fall father fear fell fight fire foes gallant give gone grave green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hope horse hour John king ladye land leaves light live look Lord loud mind morn mother mountain never night o'er once pale pass play praise pride rest rise rose round seen shade side sight sing slain sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit stand steed stone stood stream sweet tears tell thee thine thou thought Till tower turned Twas voice watch wave wind wood wounds young
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