Amusing poetry, ed. by S. BrooksGilbert & Rivington, 1857 |
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... Robin · Robin Hood and the Bishop 116 Hood and the Butcher 119 56 The Death of Keeldar 123 The Wolf and the Dog 59 The Enemies . 126 · The Heir of Linne . The Battle of Blenheim Sir.
... Robin · Robin Hood and the Bishop 116 Hood and the Butcher 119 56 The Death of Keeldar 123 The Wolf and the Dog 59 The Enemies . 126 · The Heir of Linne . The Battle of Blenheim Sir.
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... Robin Goodfellow Can y Tylwyth Teg . . 165 1168 A Charade . 169 Robin Hood . 171 174 . 175 Hafich and Hattich . To J. H .. · The Ass and the Flute . 178 The Inchcape Rock . 179 A Fragment from the " Birds " of Aristophanes 182 ...
... Robin Goodfellow Can y Tylwyth Teg . . 165 1168 A Charade . 169 Robin Hood . 171 174 . 175 Hafich and Hattich . To J. H .. · The Ass and the Flute . 178 The Inchcape Rock . 179 A Fragment from the " Birds " of Aristophanes 182 ...
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... Robin Gray . " The ballad still is breathing round , But other voices yield the sound ; Strangers possess the household room ; The mother lieth in the tomb ; And the blithe boy that praised her song , Sleeping as soundly and as long ...
... Robin Gray . " The ballad still is breathing round , But other voices yield the sound ; Strangers possess the household room ; The mother lieth in the tomb ; And the blithe boy that praised her song , Sleeping as soundly and as long ...
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... Robin at the door ; To press his weather - beaten cheek , To kiss it dry and warm again To weep the joy thou couldst not speak : A pleasure's in the depth of pain . Thy cheerful fire , thy plain repast , Thy little couch of love , I ...
... Robin at the door ; To press his weather - beaten cheek , To kiss it dry and warm again To weep the joy thou couldst not speak : A pleasure's in the depth of pain . Thy cheerful fire , thy plain repast , Thy little couch of love , I ...
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... Robin still is safe at home . KNOWLES . Tom Tackle . TOM TACKLE was noble , was true to his word ; If merit bought titles , Tom might be my lord ; How gaily his bark through Life's ocean would sail ! Truth furnish'd the rigging , and ...
... Robin still is safe at home . KNOWLES . Tom Tackle . TOM TACKLE was noble , was true to his word ; If merit bought titles , Tom might be my lord ; How gaily his bark through Life's ocean would sail ! Truth furnish'd the rigging , and ...
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Page 140 - She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by: And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Page 83 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 207 - That he hung on its margin, far and near, Where a rock could rear its head. He went to the windows of those who slept, And over each pane, like a fairy, crept; Wherever he breathed, wherever he...
Page 84 - I heard a fair one cry; But give to me the snoring breeze And white waves heaving high; And white waves heaving high, my boys, The good ship tight and free The world of waters is our home, And merry men are we.
Page 210 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Page 142 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun : But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro* won And our good Prince Eugene;' 'Why 'twas a very wicked thing !' Said little Wilhelmine; 'Nay . . nay . . my little girl,' quoth he, 'It was a famous victory.
Page 184 - Her pranks the favourite theme of every tongue. But now the day was come, the day, the hour ; Now, frowning, smiling, for the hundredth time, The nurse, that ancient lady, preached decorum ; And, in the lustre of her youth, she gave Her hand, with her heart in it, to FRANCESCO.
Page 184 - She was an only child ; from infancy The joy, the pride of an indulgent sire. Her mother dying of the gift she gave, That precious gift, what else remain'd to him ? The young Ginevra was his all in life, Still as she grew, for ever in his sight ; And in her fifteenth year became a bride, Marrying an only son, Francesco Doria, Her playmate from her birth, and her first love.
Page 94 - The first is to tell him there in that stead, With his crowne of golde so fair on his head, Among all his liege-men so noble of birth, To within one penny of what he is worth.
Page 175 - No STIR in the air, no stir in the sea: The ship was still as she could be; Her sails from heaven received no motion; Her keel was steady in the ocean. Without either sign or sound of their shock, The waves flowed over the Inchcape Rock; So little they rose, so little they fell, They did not move the Inchcape Bell. The...