Percy's Reliques of ancient English poetry nach der ersten ausgabe von 1765 mit den varianten der späteren originalausgaben hrsg. und mit einleitung und registern versehen, Volume 1E. Felber, 1893 - Ballads, English |
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... bowe me froe ; Iff I be Robin alive in this lande , 15 20 Ile be wroken on them towe . Sweavens are swift , sayd lyttle John , As the wind blowes over the hill ; For iff itt be never so loude this night , To morrow it may be still ...
... bowe me froe ; Iff I be Robin alive in this lande , 15 20 Ile be wroken on them towe . Sweavens are swift , sayd lyttle John , As the wind blowes over the hill ; For iff itt be never so loude this night , To morrow it may be still ...
Page 75
... bowe , John , I thy head wold breake . [ As 79 ] As often wordes they breeden bale , So they parted Robin and John ; And John is gone to Barnesdale : The gatest he knoweth eche one . But when he came to Barnesdale , Great heavinesse ...
... bowe , John , I thy head wold breake . [ As 79 ] As often wordes they breeden bale , So they parted Robin and John ; And John is gone to Barnesdale : The gatest he knoweth eche one . But when he came to Barnesdale , Great heavinesse ...
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... bowe thou beares in thy hande 95 A good archere thou sholdst bee . [ I am 81 ] I am wilfulle of my waye , quo ' the yeman , And of my morning tyde . Ile lead thee through the wood , sayd Robin ; Good fellow , Ile be thy guide . 100 I ...
... bowe thou beares in thy hande 95 A good archere thou sholdst bee . [ I am 81 ] I am wilfulle of my waye , quo ' the yeman , And of my morning tyde . Ile lead thee through the wood , sayd Robin ; Good fellow , Ile be thy guide . 100 I ...
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... Guy did throwe , And hee put on that capull hyde , That cladd him topp to toe . Thy bowe , thy arrowes , and litle horne , Now with me I will beare ; Ver . 163. awkwarde . MS . 180 5 10 15 20 20 For I will away to 78 I , 83-84 .
... Guy did throwe , And hee put on that capull hyde , That cladd him topp to toe . Thy bowe , thy arrowes , and litle horne , Now with me I will beare ; Ver . 163. awkwarde . MS . 180 5 10 15 20 20 For I will away to 78 I , 83-84 .
Page 80
... bowe into his hand , And bade it be his boote . Then John he tooke Guyes bowe in his hand , 225 His boltes and arrowes eche one : When the sheriffe saw Little John bend his bow , He fettled him to be gone . Towards his house in ...
... bowe into his hand , And bade it be his boote . Then John he tooke Guyes bowe in his hand , 225 His boltes and arrowes eche one : When the sheriffe saw Little John bend his bow , He fettled him to be gone . Towards his house in ...
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Adam Bell ancient arrow Ausgabe Ausgaben awaye ballad bonny bowe brave Busk copy corr CORRECTIONS in Vol dafs daughter daye dear death doth Douglas earl earl marshall Editor's folio Engl England English fair Annet fair lady father fayre fight gallant gold grace hand hart hast hath heart heire of Linne Henry hiezu hiezu ADDITIONS honour intitled John king knight kyng lady ladye land Literaturdenkm little John lord luve Mary Ambree Minstrels never noble Percy poem poets praye prettye Bessee prince printed queene quoth Reliques Robin Robin Hood sayd sayes Scotland Scots Scottish shal shee shew shold Sing sir Aldingar slaine slayne song sonnes Sprach stanzas sweet sword tell thee ther theyr thou art thou shalt thre unto whan willow wold wyfe wyll Wyllyam yemen zour
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Page 189 - 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.
Page 290 - To part with you, the same : And sure all tho, that do not so, True lovers are they none ; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde I love but you alone.
Page 483 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Page 175 - 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.
Page 205 - Some have too much, yet still do crave; I little have, and seek no more. They are but poor, though much they have, And I am rich with little store: They poor, I rich; they beg, I give; They lack, I leave; they pine, I live.
Page 187 - Against Sir Hugh Montgomery *So right the shaft he set, The gray goose wing that was thereon In his heart's blood was wet. This fight did last from break of day Till setting of the sun ; For when they rung the evening-bell, The battle scarce was done.
Page 70 - The first line that Sir Patrick red, A loud lauch lauched he; The next line that Sir Patrick red, The teir blinded his ee. "O wha 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!
Page 467 - The following is chiefly printed from an ancient black-letter copy to "the tune of Deny down." AN ancient story He tell you anon Of a notable prince, that was called King John ; And he ruled England with maine and with might, For he did great wrong, and maintein'd little right.
Page 175 - plaining of her pride. " Here bore him bare-faced on his bier Six proper youths and tall; And many a tear bedew'd his grave Within yon kirk-yard wall.
Page 32 - Raff the ryche Rugbe With dyntes wear beaten dowene. For Wetharryngton my harte was wo, That ever he slayne shulde be ; For when both his leggis wear hewyne in to, Yet he knyled and fought on hys kne.