Reliques of ancient English poetry, by T. Percy. Repr. entire from the author's last ed. With memoir and critical dissertation, by G. Gilfillan, Page 111, Volume 21858 |
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... grace and myzt of chivalry ; The God for hym wrouzt marvelously , Wherefore Englonde may calle , and cry Deo gratias : Deo gratias , Anglia , redde pro victoria . He sette a sege , the sothe for to say , To Harflue toune with ryal aray ...
... grace and myzt of chivalry ; The God for hym wrouzt marvelously , Wherefore Englonde may calle , and cry Deo gratias : Deo gratias , Anglia , redde pro victoria . He sette a sege , the sothe for to say , To Harflue toune with ryal aray ...
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... grace of God most myzty He had bothe the felde , and the victory . Deo gratias , & c . Ther dukys , and erlys , lorde and barone , Were take , and slayne , and that wel sone , And some were ledde in to Lundone With joye , and merthe ...
... grace of God most myzty He had bothe the felde , and the victory . Deo gratias , & c . Ther dukys , and erlys , lorde and barone , Were take , and slayne , and that wel sone , And some were ledde in to Lundone With joye , and merthe ...
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... grace , as I have space , Sad tydings I could bring . ' ' Say on , say on , sir Aldingar , Saye on the soothe to mee . ' ' Our queene hath chosen a new new love , And shee will have none of thee . 20 25 1 He probably insinuates that the ...
... grace , as I have space , Sad tydings I could bring . ' ' Say on , say on , sir Aldingar , Saye on the soothe to mee . ' ' Our queene hath chosen a new new love , And shee will have none of thee . 20 25 1 He probably insinuates that the ...
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... grace ; Thy cofers with golde thou fyllydst a pace . Synge , & c . Both plate and chalys came to thy fyst , Thou 52 RELIQUES OF ANCIENT POETRY . The Guberlunzie Man, a Scottish Song, by K James V On Thomas Lord Cromwell.
... grace ; Thy cofers with golde thou fyllydst a pace . Synge , & c . Both plate and chalys came to thy fyst , Thou 52 RELIQUES OF ANCIENT POETRY . The Guberlunzie Man, a Scottish Song, by K James V On Thomas Lord Cromwell.
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... grace ! Perceyud myschefe kyndlyd in thy face , Then it was tyme to purchase the [ e ] a place . Synge , & c . Hys grace was euer of gentyll nature , Mouyd with petye , and made the [ e ] hys seruyture ; But thou , as a wretche , suche ...
... grace ! Perceyud myschefe kyndlyd in thy face , Then it was tyme to purchase the [ e ] a place . Synge , & c . Hys grace was euer of gentyll nature , Mouyd with petye , and made the [ e ] hys seruyture ; But thou , as a wretche , suche ...
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Aldingar alliteration Anapestic ancient awaye ballad Bannatyne's banyshed beggar Boldly I preach bonny lasse Braes of Yarrow busk Cæsura copy courtier crown dailye daye death doth Dub a dub Earl earl marshall Earl of Murray Editor Editor's folio Edward England English faire father gallant gold grace Hardyknute hath heart heire of Linne Henry intitled Jane Shore John king knight kyng lady ladye lero Lilli live lord Lord Vaux luve Makyne mankynde I love Mary Ambree metre MS.-Ver mynde never noble poem poets pray pretty Bessee prince printed Prol queene quoth reign Rosamond sayd sayes Says old Simon schal Scotland Scots Scottish shee shew sholde sir Aldingar Sir Andrew song sorrow stanza sweet Synge tanner tell thay thee ther therfore thou art thou hast thou shalt unto verse wold writer written wyll young
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Page 259 - 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 213 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Page 251 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th' eclipse and glory of her kind.
Page 252 - An old song, made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate...
Page 171 - I bade you bring him wi' you, But forbade you him to slay. He was a braw gallant, And he rid at the ring ; And the bonny Earl of Murray, Oh ! he might hae been a king. He was a braw gallant, And he play'd at the ba' ; And the bonny Earl of Murray, Was the flower amang them a'.
Page 296 - Flows Yarrow sweet ? as sweet, as sweet flows Tweed, As green its grass, its gowan as yellow, As sweet smells on its braes the birk, The apple frae the rock as mellow. Fair was thy...
Page 180 - For seven hours to all men's view This fight endured sore, Until our men so feeble grew That they could fight no more ; And then upon dead horses Full savourly they eat, And drank the puddle water ; They could no better get.
Page 279 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her. Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 251 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light ; You common people of the skies ; What are you when the moon shall rise?
Page 183 - A gentleman of Wales, a knight of Cales, And a laird of the North country ; But a yeoman of Kent with his yearly rent Will buy them out all three.