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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... sweet and stately measures and stile of the Italian poesie . . . greatly polished our rude and homely manner of vulgar poesie . In the same time , or not long after was the Lord Nicholas Vaux , a man of much facilitie in vulgar makings ...
... sweet and stately measures and stile of the Italian poesie . . . greatly polished our rude and homely manner of vulgar poesie . In the same time , or not long after was the Lord Nicholas Vaux , a man of much facilitie in vulgar makings ...
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... sweet or fair , But soon beneath some draping tree , Cauld death shall end my care . ' With him nae pleading might prevail ; Brave Hardyknute to gain 140 With fairest words , and reason strong , Strave courteously HARDYKNUTE . 83.
... sweet or fair , But soon beneath some draping tree , Cauld death shall end my care . ' With him nae pleading might prevail ; Brave Hardyknute to gain 140 With fairest words , and reason strong , Strave courteously HARDYKNUTE . 83.
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... sweet song , With homilies , and godly books us among , That no stiff , stubborn stomacks we should freyke : 30 But wretches nere worse to do poor men wrong ; But that I little John Nobody dare not speake . For bribery was never so ...
... sweet song , With homilies , and godly books us among , That no stiff , stubborn stomacks we should freyke : 30 But wretches nere worse to do poor men wrong ; But that I little John Nobody dare not speake . For bribery was never so ...
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... sweet saint Charitìe . ' 65 70 75 6 Away , away , thou thriftless loone , I swear thou gettest no almes of mee ; For if we shold hang any losel heere , The first we wold begin with thee . ' Then bespake a good fellòwe , Which sat at ...
... sweet saint Charitìe . ' 65 70 75 6 Away , away , thou thriftless loone , I swear thou gettest no almes of mee ; For if we shold hang any losel heere , The first we wold begin with thee . ' Then bespake a good fellòwe , Which sat at ...
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... sweet face to bee . Although some lavishe lippes , Which like some other best , Will say , the blemishe on hir browe Disgraceth all the rest . Thereto I thus replie ; God wotte , they little knowe The hidden cause of that mishap , Nor ...
... sweet face to bee . Although some lavishe lippes , Which like some other best , Will say , the blemishe on hir browe Disgraceth all the rest . Thereto I thus replie ; God wotte , they little knowe The hidden cause of that mishap , Nor ...
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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.