Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, Together with Some Few of Later Date, Том 1E. Moxon, 1844 |
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... heart moved more than with a trumpet ; and yet ' it ' is sung but by some blinde crowder , with no rougher voice , than rude style ; which beeing so evill apparelled in the dust and cobweb of that uncivill age , what would it work ...
... heart moved more than with a trumpet ; and yet ' it ' is sung but by some blinde crowder , with no rougher voice , than rude style ; which beeing so evill apparelled in the dust and cobweb of that uncivill age , what would it work ...
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... heart . To atone for the rudeness of the more obsolete poems , each volume concludes with a few modern attempts in the same kind of writing : and , to take off from the tediousness of the longer narratives , they are everywhere ...
... heart . To atone for the rudeness of the more obsolete poems , each volume concludes with a few modern attempts in the same kind of writing : and , to take off from the tediousness of the longer narratives , they are everywhere ...
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... heart can wound If favour she divide , And smiles on all around Unwilling to decide : I'd rather hatred bear Than love with others share . The access , which Blondel so readily obtained in the privileged character of a Minstrel , is not ...
... heart can wound If favour she divide , And smiles on all around Unwilling to decide : I'd rather hatred bear Than love with others share . The access , which Blondel so readily obtained in the privileged character of a Minstrel , is not ...
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... heart , and a D for Damian , for he was but a batchelor yet . " His gown had side [ i . e . long ] sleeves down to * See a very curious " Letter : whearin part of the entertain- ment untoo the Queenz Maiesty , at Killingwoorth Castl ...
... heart , and a D for Damian , for he was but a batchelor yet . " His gown had side [ i . e . long ] sleeves down to * See a very curious " Letter : whearin part of the entertain- ment untoo the Queenz Maiesty , at Killingwoorth Castl ...
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... heart wold rue , Giff harm shold happe to thee , ) Upon Eldridge hill there groweth a thorne , Upon the mores brodinge ; And dare ye , syr knighte , wake there all nighte Untill the fayre morninge ? For the Eldridge knighte , so mickle ...
... heart wold rue , Giff harm shold happe to thee , ) Upon Eldridge hill there groweth a thorne , Upon the mores brodinge ; And dare ye , syr knighte , wake there all nighte Untill the fayre morninge ? For the Eldridge knighte , so mickle ...
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