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... the strong hand of Time , are inscribed as many events of heart- moving pathos , unselfish affection , sublime fortitude , courage , constancy , and truth . THE BOOK OF BRITISH BRITISH BALLADS . CHEVY CHACE . INTRODUCTION . xi.
... the strong hand of Time , are inscribed as many events of heart- moving pathos , unselfish affection , sublime fortitude , courage , constancy , and truth . THE BOOK OF BRITISH BRITISH BALLADS . CHEVY CHACE . INTRODUCTION . xi.
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... Ile doe the best that doe I may , While I have power to stand : While I have power to weeld my sword , Ile fight with heart and hand . ' Our English archers bent their bowes , Their hearts were 2 THE BOOK OF BRITISH BALLADS .
... Ile doe the best that doe I may , While I have power to stand : While I have power to weeld my sword , Ile fight with heart and hand . ' Our English archers bent their bowes , Their hearts were 2 THE BOOK OF BRITISH BALLADS .
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... hand ; And said , Erle Douglas , for thy life Wold I had lost my land . O Christ ! my verry heart doth bleed With sorrow for thy sake , For sure , a more redoubted knight Mischance did never take . ' A knight amongst the Scotts there ...
... hand ; And said , Erle Douglas , for thy life Wold I had lost my land . O Christ ! my verry heart doth bleed With sorrow for thy sake , For sure , a more redoubted knight Mischance did never take . ' A knight amongst the Scotts there ...
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... hand , Made of a trusty tree ; An arrow of a cloth - yard long To the hard head haled he : Against Sir Hugh Mountgomery So right the shaft he sett ; The grey goose wing that was thereon In his hearts bloode was wett . This fight did ...
... hand , Made of a trusty tree ; An arrow of a cloth - yard long To the hard head haled he : Against Sir Hugh Mountgomery So right the shaft he sett ; The grey goose wing that was thereon In his hearts bloode was wett . This fight did ...
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... hand in hand , Went wandering up and downe ; But never more they sawe the man Approaching from the town ; Their prettye lippes with black - berries , Were all besmear'd and dyed , And when they sawe the darkesome night , They sat them ...
... hand in hand , Went wandering up and downe ; But never more they sawe the man Approaching from the town ; Their prettye lippes with black - berries , Were all besmear'd and dyed , And when they sawe the darkesome night , They sat them ...
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Page 71 - I'm the chief of Ulva's isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. — And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. His horsemen hard behind us ride ; Should they our steps discover...
Page 71 - I'll forgive your Highland chief. My daughter ! Oh ! my daughter...
Page 60 - Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve.
Page 34 - Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm." They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm; And the waves cam o'er the broken ship, Till a
Page 61 - And saved from outrage worse than death The lady of the land ; And how she wept and...
Page viii - The spinsters and the knitters in the sun, And the free maids, that weave their thread with bones, Do use to chaunt it ; it is silly sooth, And dallies with the innocence of love, Like the old age.
Page 150 - Knight; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. "His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. "Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pick out his bonny blue een: Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.
Page 108 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake, With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds. "How pleasant...
Page 60 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Page 34 - A' for the sake of their true loves ; For them they'll see nae mair. O lang, lang, may the ladyes sit, Wi' their fans into their hand, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand ! And lang, lang, may the maidens sit, Wi' their goud kaims in their hair, A' waiting for their ain dear loves ! For them they'll see nae mair.