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, Volumen 1Thomas Percy H. Washbourne, 1846 |
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... slayne shulde be ; For when both his leggis wear hewyne in to , Yet he knyled and fought on hys kne . Ther was slayne with the dougheti Douglas Sir Hewe the Mongon - byrry , Sir Davye Lwdale , that worthè was , His sistars son was he ...
... slayne shulde be ; For when both his leggis wear hewyne in to , Yet he knyled and fought on hys kne . Ther was slayne with the dougheti Douglas Sir Hewe the Mongon - byrry , Sir Davye Lwdale , that worthè was , His sistars son was he ...
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... slayne wear thear , On the march perti shall never be none . Word ys commen to Edden - burrowe , To Jamy the Skottishe kyng , 135 140 That dougheti Duglas , lyff - tenant of the Merches , He lay slean Chyviot with - in . His handdes dyd ...
... slayne wear thear , On the march perti shall never be none . Word ys commen to Edden - burrowe , To Jamy the Skottishe kyng , 135 140 That dougheti Duglas , lyff - tenant of the Merches , He lay slean Chyviot with - in . His handdes dyd ...
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... slayne . 75 80 * The ancient arms of Douglas are pretty accurately emblazoned in the former stanza , and if the readings were " The crowned harte , " and Above stode starres thre , " it would be minutely exact at this day.As for the ...
... slayne . 75 80 * The ancient arms of Douglas are pretty accurately emblazoned in the former stanza , and if the readings were " The crowned harte , " and Above stode starres thre , " it would be minutely exact at this day.As for the ...
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... slayne : For I see , by thy bryght bassonet , Thow arte sum man of myght ; And so I do by thy burnysshed brande ... slayne . The stonderds stode styll on eke syde , With many a grevous grone ; Ther the fowght the day , and all the nyght ...
... slayne : For I see , by thy bryght bassonet , Thow arte sum man of myght ; And so I do by thy burnysshed brande ... slayne . The stonderds stode styll on eke syde , With many a grevous grone ; Ther the fowght the day , and all the nyght ...
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... slayne upon the Skottes syde , For soth and sertenly , Syr James a Dowglas ther was slayne , That daye that he cowde dye . The yerlle Mentaye of he was slayne , Grysely groned uppon the growynd ; Syr Davy Scotte , Syr Walter Steward ...
... slayne upon the Skottes syde , For soth and sertenly , Syr James a Dowglas ther was slayne , That daye that he cowde dye . The yerlle Mentaye of he was slayne , Grysely groned uppon the growynd ; Syr Davy Scotte , Syr Walter Steward ...
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Página 211 - 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.
Página 175 - With coral clasps and amber studs: And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Página 247 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 189 - 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.
Página 59 - Late late yestreen I saw the new moone, Wi the auld moone in hir arme, And I feir, I feir, my deir master, That we will cum to harme.
Página 175 - Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
Página 175 - 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.
Página 211 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 194 - Sigh no more, Lady, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea, and one on land, To one thing constant never. " Hadst thou been fond, he had been false, And left thee sad and heavy ; For young men ever were fickle found, Since summer trees were leafy.
Página 59 - The king has written a braid letter. And signd it wi his hand, And sent it to Sir Patrick Spence, Was walking on the sand. The first line that Sir Patrick red, A loud lauch lauched he; The next line that Sir Patrick red, "O what is this has don this deid, This ill deid don to me, To send me out this time o' the yeir, To sail upon the se!