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, Volym 1Thomas Percy J.E. Moore, 1823 |
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Sida xxvii
... Harper . By little and lit- tle he advanced near to the walls of the city , and , making himself known to the sentinels , was in the night drawn up by a rope . Although the above fact comes only from the suspi- cious pen of Geoffry of ...
... Harper . By little and lit- tle he advanced near to the walls of the city , and , making himself known to the sentinels , was in the night drawn up by a rope . Although the above fact comes only from the suspi- cious pen of Geoffry of ...
Sida xxx
... Harper and Songster would , at least in a subordinate degree , enjoy the same kind of Vid . " Hist . des Troubadours , 3 tom . " passim ; & vid . " Fableaux ou Contes du XII . & du XIII . Siècle , traduits , & c . avec des Notes ...
... Harper and Songster would , at least in a subordinate degree , enjoy the same kind of Vid . " Hist . des Troubadours , 3 tom . " passim ; & vid . " Fableaux ou Contes du XII . & du XIII . Siècle , traduits , & c . avec des Notes ...
Sida xxxi
... Harper composed himself , or only repeated , the songs he chanted . Some probably did the one , and some the other : and it would have been wonderful indeed , if men whose peculiar profession it was , and who de- voted their time and ...
... Harper composed himself , or only repeated , the songs he chanted . Some probably did the one , and some the other : and it would have been wonderful indeed , if men whose peculiar profession it was , and who de- voted their time and ...
Sida xxxii
... Harper , who in 1180 received a corrody or annuity from the abbey of Hide near Winchester ; and , as in the early times every Harper was expected to sing , we cannot doubt but this reward was given to him for his Music and his Songs ...
... Harper , who in 1180 received a corrody or annuity from the abbey of Hide near Winchester ; and , as in the early times every Harper was expected to sing , we cannot doubt but this reward was given to him for his Music and his Songs ...
Sida xxxvi
... Harper , and being a jocose person ex- ceedingly skilled in " the GESTS of the ancients ; " * RICHARD , surnomme COEUR DE LION , Roy d'Angleterre , " & c . Paris , 1705 , 12mo In the Preface to this Romance the Editor has given another ...
... Harper , and being a jocose person ex- ceedingly skilled in " the GESTS of the ancients ; " * RICHARD , surnomme COEUR DE LION , Roy d'Angleterre , " & c . Paris , 1705 , 12mo In the Preface to this Romance the Editor has given another ...
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volym 1 Thomas Percy Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1885 |
Reliques of ancient English poetry, consisting of old heroic ..., Volym 1 Thomas Percy Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1876 |
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Sida cxxiv - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Sida 284 - 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 in their dust.
Sida 234 - If all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come.
Sida 234 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. 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.
Sida 346 - O solitude, romantic maid! Whether by nodding towers you tread, Or haunt the desert's trackless gloom, Or hover o'er the yawning tomb, Or climb the Andes' clifted side, Or by the Nile's coy source abide, Or, starting from your half-year's sleep, From Hecla view the thawing deep, Or, at the purple dawn of day, Tadmor's marble wastes survey ; You, recluse, again I woo, And again your steps pursue.
Sida 283 - 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.
Sida 252 - 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.
Sida 283 - 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.
Sida 258 - Now Christ thee save, thou reverend friar, I pray thee tell to me, If ever at yon holy shrine My true love thou didst see. And how should I know your true love, From many another one ? O by his cockle hat, and staff, And by his sandal shoone.
Sida 233 - 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.