The Book of British BalladsSamuel Carter Hall Douglas, printer, 1844 - 152 страници |
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... noble king , Our lives and safety es all : A woeful hunting once there did In Chevy - Chace befall . To drive the deere with hound and horne , Erle Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborne , The hunting of that day . The ...
... noble king , Our lives and safety es all : A woeful hunting once there did In Chevy - Chace befall . To drive the deere with hound and horne , Erle Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborne , The hunting of that day . The ...
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... noble Percy hee ; Who sayd , ' Wee list not to declare , Nor show whose men wee bee : Yet will wee spend our dearest blood , Thy cheefest harts to slay . ' Then Douglas swore a solemn oathe , And thus in did rage say , - ' Ere thus I ...
... noble Percy hee ; Who sayd , ' Wee list not to declare , Nor show whose men wee bee : Yet will wee spend our dearest blood , Thy cheefest harts to slay . ' Then Douglas swore a solemn oathe , And thus in did rage say , - ' Ere thus I ...
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... noble 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 ...
... noble 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 ...
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... noble dame ! Your daughter is fledde with the Childe of Elle To doe the deede of shame . ' The baron he woke , the baron he rose , And called his merrye men all : ' And come thou forth , Sir John the knighte , Thy ladye is carried to ...
... noble dame ! Your daughter is fledde with the Childe of Elle To doe the deede of shame . ' The baron he woke , the baron he rose , And called his merrye men all : ' And come thou forth , Sir John the knighte , Thy ladye is carried to ...
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... noble knighte my sire : ' - The Baron he frowned and turn'd away With mickle dole and ire . Fair Emmeline sighed , faire Emmeline wept , And did all tremblinge stand : At length she sprang upon her knee , And held his lifted hand ...
... noble knighte my sire : ' - The Baron he frowned and turn'd away With mickle dole and ire . Fair Emmeline sighed , faire Emmeline wept , And did all tremblinge stand : At length she sprang upon her knee , And held his lifted hand ...
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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.