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 3S. Sonnenschein, Lebas, & Lowrey, 1886 |
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Сторінка 200 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Сторінка 172 - No helpe his life could save ; His wife by him as sicke did lye, And both possest one grave. No love between these two was lost, Each was to other...
Сторінка 169 - STILL to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast : Still to be powdered, still perfumed: Lady, it is to be presumed ; Though art's hid causes are not found, All is not sweet, all is not sound.
Сторінка 265 - True; a new Mistresse now I chase, The first Foe in the Field; And with a stronger Faith imbrace A Sword, a Horse, a Shield. Yet this Inconstancy is such, As you too shall adore; I could not love thee (Deare) so much, Lov'd I not Honour more.
Сторінка 208 - Tyrwhitt's Chaucer, ip 255. Dr. Richard Corbet, having been bishop of Oxford about three years, and afterwards as long bishop of Norwich, died in 1635, ^Etat. 52. JAREWELL rewards and Fairies ! Good housewives now may say ; For now foule sluts in dairies, Doe fare as well as they : And though they sweepe their hearths no less...
Сторінка 203 - Twixt sleepe and wake, I do them take, And on the key-cold floor them throw : If out they cry, Then forth I fly, And loudly laugh out, ho, ho, ho ! When...
Сторінка 310 - So shall the fairest face appear When youth and years are flown; Such is the robe that kings must wear When death has reft their crown.
Сторінка 2 - Cowley: so, on the contrary, an ordinary song or ballad, that is the delight of the common people, cannot fail to please all such readers as are not unqualified for the entertainment by their affectation or ignorance; and the reason is plain, because the same paintings of nature which recommend it to the most ordinary reader, will appear beautiful to the most refined.
Сторінка 292 - Cceur-de-lion erst king of this land, He the lion gored with his naked hand :* The false duke of Austria nothing did he feare ; But his son he killed with a boxe on the eare ; Besides his famous actes done in the holy lande : But St. George, St. George the dragon did withstande. St. George he was for England ; St. Dennis was for France ; Sing, Honi soit qui mal y pense.
Сторінка 160 - He hath marks about him plenty; You shall know him among twenty. All his body is a fire, And his breath a flame entire, That, being shot like lightning in, Wounds the heart, but not the skin.