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 |
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... towne ( by good hap ) neere to the castell where his maister King Richard was kept . Of his host he demanded to whom the castell appertained , and the host told him , that it belonged to the Duke of Austria . Then he enquired whether ...
... towne ( by good hap ) neere to the castell where his maister King Richard was kept . Of his host he demanded to whom the castell appertained , and the host told him , that it belonged to the Duke of Austria . Then he enquired whether ...
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... towne . And soone he spyde on the mores so broad , A furious wight and fell ; " A ladye bright his brydle led , Clad in a fayre kyrtèll : " And soe fast he called on syr Caulìne , O man , I rede thee flye , For but if cryance comes till ...
... towne . And soone he spyde on the mores so broad , A furious wight and fell ; " A ladye bright his brydle led , Clad in a fayre kyrtèll : " And soe fast he called on syr Caulìne , O man , I rede thee flye , For but if cryance comes till ...
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... towne , But in did come the kyng of Spayne , With kempès1 many one . But in did come the kyng of Spayne , With many a bold baròne , Tone day to marrye kyng Adland's daughter , Tother daye to carrye her home . Shee sent one after kyng ...
... towne , But in did come the kyng of Spayne , With kempès1 many one . But in did come the kyng of Spayne , With many a bold baròne , Tone day to marrye kyng Adland's daughter , Tother daye to carrye her home . Shee sent one after kyng ...
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... towne . Then they pulled out a ryng of gold , Layd itt on the porter's arme : And ever we will thee , proud portèr , Thow wilt saye us no harme . Sore he looked on kyng Estmère , And sore he handled the ryng , Then opened to them the ...
... towne . Then they pulled out a ryng of gold , Layd itt on the porter's arme : And ever we will thee , proud portèr , Thow wilt saye us no harme . Sore he looked on kyng Estmère , And sore he handled the ryng , Then opened to them the ...
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... towne He fled full fast away ; And soe did all his companye : Not one behind wold stay . But he cold neither runne soe fast , Nor away soe fast cold ryde , But Litle John with an arrowe soe broad He shott him into the ' backe ' - syde ...
... towne He fled full fast away ; And soe did all his companye : Not one behind wold stay . But he cold neither runne soe fast , Nor away soe fast cold ryde , But Litle John with an arrowe soe broad He shott him into the ' backe ' - syde ...
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Adam Bell ancient armes awaye ballad bonny brave bride busk castle Childe Waters court dame daughter daye dear death doth Douglas dragon Earl Edward England English Erle eyes fair fast father fayre fell fight gallant Gawaine gentle George gold grace greene Guenever hand hart hath head heart heire of Linne Honi soit honour John king Arthur knight kyng lady ladye land live lord maid Mary Ambree merry Minstrels never noble Percy poem praye prince queene quoth Robin ryde sayd sayes Scotland Scottish shee shold Sing sir Aldingar slaine slayne song sonne soon sore sorrow stanza sweet sword teares tell thee ther thou art thou hast thou shalt unto weep wife willow wilt wold wyfe wyll Wyth yemen youth zour
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