Reliques of Ancient English Poetry:: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, (chiefly of the Lyric Kind.) Together with Some Few of Later Date. Volume the First. [-third.].J. Dodsley in Pall-Mall., 1765 |
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... wear the crown of Scotland till the fe- cond year of our Henry VI , but before the end of that long reign a third James had mounted the throne + . A fucceffion of two or three Jameses , and the long detention of one of them in England ...
... wear the crown of Scotland till the fe- cond year of our Henry VI , but before the end of that long reign a third James had mounted the throne + . A fucceffion of two or three Jameses , and the long detention of one of them in England ...
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... wear chofen out of fhyars thre . This begane on a monday at morn In Cheviat the hillys fo he , The chyld may rue that ys un - born , It was the mor pitté . The dryvars thorowe the woodes went For to reas the dear , Bomen bickarte uppone ...
... wear chofen out of fhyars thre . This begane on a monday at morn In Cheviat the hillys fo he , The chyld may rue that ys un - born , It was the mor pitté . The dryvars thorowe the woodes went For to reas the dear , Bomen bickarte uppone ...
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... Wear not in Cristiantè . The wear twenty hondrith spear - men good Withouten any fayle ; The wear borne a - long be the watter a Twydę , Yth bowndes of Tividale . 50 Leave 7.31 . blwe a mot . -MS . V. 42. myghtte . MS . palim . V. 43 ...
... Wear not in Cristiantè . The wear twenty hondrith spear - men good Withouten any fayle ; The wear borne a - long be the watter a Twydę , Yth bowndes of Tividale . 50 Leave 7.31 . blwe a mot . -MS . V. 42. myghtte . MS . palim . V. 43 ...
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... wear on your mothars borne Had ye never fo mickle need . The dougheti Dogglas on a stede He rode his men beforne ; His armor glytteryde as dyd a glede ; A bolder barne was never born . Tell me what ' men ye ar , he fays , Or whos men ...
... wear on your mothars borne Had ye never fo mickle need . The dougheti Dogglas on a stede He rode his men beforne ; His armor glytteryde as dyd a glede ; A bolder barne was never born . Tell me what ' men ye ar , he fays , Or whos men ...
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... wear great pittè . But , Perfè , thowe art a lord of lande , I am a yerle callyd within my contre ; Let all our men uppone a parti ftande ; And do the battell off the and of me . 80 Nowe Criftes cors on his crowne , fayd the lord Perfè ...
... wear great pittè . But , Perfè , thowe art a lord of lande , I am a yerle callyd within my contre ; Let all our men uppone a parti ftande ; And do the battell off the and of me . 80 Nowe Criftes cors on his crowne , fayd the lord Perfè ...
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Adam Bell agayne alfo ancient archar arrowes awaye ballad bowe caft Cauline Chrift Cloudeflè copy daughter daye dear doth Earl Douglas Earl Percy Edom English faft faid fair fame fave fayd faye fayre feems fene fett fhall fhee flaine flayne fome fong fonnes foon ftand ftanzas ftill fubject fuch fworde Garland Gilderoy greene willow hand hart hath heart houſe intitled king KING LEIR knight lady ladye lord Minstrels mither moft moſt muft muſt never noble Northumberland obferved Patrick Spence Percy Perfè perfon play poems poets praye prefent preferved quoth Robin Hood Scotland ſhall ſhe ſhould Theare thee thefe ther theſe theyr thofe thoſe thou thouſand thre unto whan whofe Whoſe willow wold wyfe wyll Wyllyam yemen youth zour
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Сторінка xxviii - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Сторінка 201 - The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Сторінка 220 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care: Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame : Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Сторінка 228 - His cheek was redder than the rose ; The comeliest youth was he ; But he is dead and laid in his grave ; Alas, and woe is me ! " " Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never...
Сторінка 54 - OI hae killed my reid-roan steid, Mither, mither, OI hae killed my reid-roan steid, That erst was sae fair and frie O.
Сторінка 247 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Сторінка 202 - Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw and ivy- buds, Thy coral clasps and amber studs, All these in me no means can move, To come to thee and be thy love.
Сторінка 269 - Content I live, this is my stay, I seek no more than may suffice; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo! thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.
Сторінка 101 - Nae sooner said the grace, Till Edom o' Gordon and his men, Were light about the place. The lady ran up to hir towir head, Sa fast as she could hie, To see if by her fair speeches She could wi
Сторінка 191 - IN Venice towne not long agoe A cruel Jew did dwell, Which lived all on usurie, As Italian writers tell.