The Book of British BalladsSamuel Carter Hall Douglas, printer, 1844 - 152 страници |
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... Erle Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborne , The hunting of that day . The stout Erle of Northumberland A vow to God did make , His pleasure in the Scottish woods Three summer days to take ; The cheefest harts in Chevy ...
... Erle Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborne , The hunting of that day . The stout Erle of Northumberland A vow to God did make , His pleasure in the Scottish woods Three summer days to take ; The cheefest harts in Chevy ...
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... Erle Douglas promised This day to meet me heere : But if I thought he wold not come , Noe longer wold I stay . ' With that , a brave younge gentleman Thus to the Erle did say : ' Loe , yonder doth Erle Douglas come , His men in armour ...
... Erle Douglas promised This day to meet me heere : But if I thought he wold not come , Noe longer wold I stay . ' With that , a brave younge gentleman Thus to the Erle did say : ' Loe , yonder doth Erle Douglas come , His men in armour ...
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... Erle Douglas on the bent , As chieftain stout and good ; As valiant captain , all unmov'd The shock he firmly stood ... Erle Percy then , 6 Thy proffer I doe scorne ; I will not yeeld to any Scott , That ever yett was borne . ' With that ...
... Erle Douglas on the bent , As chieftain stout and good ; As valiant captain , all unmov'd The shock he firmly stood ... Erle Percy then , 6 Thy proffer I doe scorne ; I will not yeeld to any Scott , That ever yett was borne . ' With that ...
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... erle was slaine ; He had a bow bent in his hand , Made of a trusty tree ; An arrow of a cloth - yard long To the hard head haled he : Against Sir Hugh Mountgomery So right the shaft he sett ; The grey goose wing that was thereon In his ...
... erle was slaine ; He had a bow bent in his hand , Made of a trusty tree ; An arrow of a cloth - yard long To the hard head haled he : Against Sir Hugh Mountgomery So right the shaft he sett ; The grey goose wing that was thereon In his ...
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... Erle Surrye hight , As Howards erst have beene before . Nowe , Peter Simon , thou art old , I will maintaine thee and thy sonne : And the men shall have five hundred markes For the good service they have done . ' Then in came the queene ...
... Erle Surrye hight , As Howards erst have beene before . Nowe , Peter Simon , thou art old , I will maintaine thee and thy sonne : And the men shall have five hundred markes For the good service they have done . ' Then in came the queene ...
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Страница 71 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. — And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. His horsemen hard behind us ride ; Should they our steps discover...
Страница 71 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Страница 60 - Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve.
Страница 34 - Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm." They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm; And the waves cam o'er the broken ship, Till a
Страница 61 - And saved from outrage worse than death The lady of the land ; And how she wept and...
Страница viii - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Страница 150 - Knight; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. "His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. "Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pick out his bonny blue een: Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.
Страница 108 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds. "How pleasant...
Страница 60 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Страница 34 - A' for the sake of their true loves ; For them they'll see nae mair. O lang, lang, may the ladyes sit, Wi' their fans into their hand, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand ! And lang, lang, may the maidens sit, Wi' their goud kaims in their hair, A' waiting for their ain dear loves ! For them they'll see nae mair.