Reliques of Ancient English Poetry:: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, (chiefly of the Lyric Kind.) Together with Some Few of Later Date. Volume the First. [-third.].J. Dodsley in Pall-Mall., 1765 |
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... says , 65 Nor whos men that we be ; But we wyll hount hear in this chays In the fpyte of thyne , and of the . The fattifte hartes in all Chyviat We have kyld , and caft to carry them a - way . 70 Be my troth , fayd the doughtè Dogglas ...
... says , 65 Nor whos men that we be ; But we wyll hount hear in this chays In the fpyte of thyne , and of the . The fattifte hartes in all Chyviat We have kyld , and caft to carry them a - way . 70 Be my troth , fayd the doughtè Dogglas ...
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... says nay . Be my troth , doughtè Doglas , he says , Thow fhalt never fe that day . Nethar in Ynglonde , Skottlonde , nar France , Nor for no man of a woman born , But and fortune be my chance , I dar met him on man for on , Then ...
... says nay . Be my troth , doughtè Doglas , he says , Thow fhalt never fe that day . Nethar in Ynglonde , Skottlonde , nar France , Nor for no man of a woman born , But and fortune be my chance , I dar met him on man for on , Then ...
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... 75 A large cloth yard and mare : Towe bettar captayns wear nat in Crifliantè , Then that day flain wear thare . An 7. 74. ber . MS . V. 78. ther . MS . An archar off Northomberlonde Say flean was the lord Perfè ANCIENT SONGS.
... 75 A large cloth yard and mare : Towe bettar captayns wear nat in Crifliantè , Then that day flain wear thare . An 7. 74. ber . MS . V. 78. ther . MS . An archar off Northomberlonde Say flean was the lord Perfè ANCIENT SONGS.
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... Say flean was the lord Perfè , He bar a bende - bow in his hande , Was made off trufti tre : An arow , that a cloth yarde was lang , To th harde ftele halyde he ; 80 A dynt , that was both fad and foar , 85 He fat on Sir Hewe the Mongon ...
... Say flean was the lord Perfè , He bar a bende - bow in his hande , Was made off trufti tre : An arow , that a cloth yarde was lang , To th harde ftele halyde he ; 80 A dynt , that was both fad and foar , 85 He fat on Sir Hewe the Mongon ...
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... say , " This is nor Comedy , nor Tragedy , " Nor HISTORY . " . Polonius in Hamlet commends the actors , as the best in the world " either for Tragedie , Comedie , HISTORIE , Paftorall , " & c . And Shakespeare's friends , Heminge and ...
... say , " This is nor Comedy , nor Tragedy , " Nor HISTORY . " . Polonius in Hamlet commends the actors , as the best in the world " either for Tragedie , Comedie , HISTORIE , Paftorall , " & c . And Shakespeare's friends , Heminge and ...
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Adam Bell agayne alfo ancient archar arrowes awaye ballad bowe caft Cauline Chrift Cloudeflè copy daughter daye dear doth Earl Douglas Earl Percy Edom English faft faid fair fame fave fayd faye fayre feems fene fett fhall fhee flaine flayne fome fong fonnes foon ftand ftanzas ftill fubject fuch fworde Garland Gilderoy greene willow hand hart hath heart houſe intitled king KING LEIR knight lady ladye lord Minstrels mither moft moſt muft muſt never noble Northumberland obferved Patrick Spence Percy Perfè perfon play poems poets praye prefent preferved quoth Robin Hood Scotland ſhall ſhe ſhould Theare thee thefe ther theſe theyr thofe thoſe thou thouſand thre unto whan whofe Whoſe willow wold wyfe wyll Wyllyam yemen youth zour
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Page xxviii - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Page 201 - The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May morning: If these delights thy mind may move, Then live with me and be my love.
Page 220 - 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.
Page 228 - His cheek was redder than the rose ; The comeliest youth was he ; But he is dead and laid in his grave ; Alas, and woe is me ! " " Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more ; Men were deceivers ever ; One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never...
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Page 247 - 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. 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...
Page 202 - 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.
Page 269 - Content I live, this is my stay, I seek no more than may suffice; I press to bear no haughty sway; Look, what I lack my mind supplies. Lo! thus I triumph like a king, Content with that my mind doth bring.
Page 101 - Nae sooner said the grace, Till Edom o' Gordon and his men, Were light about the place. The lady ran up to hir towir head, Sa fast as she could hie, To see if by her fair speeches She could wi
Page 191 - IN Venice towne not long agoe A cruel Jew did dwell, Which lived all on usurie, As Italian writers tell.