A Book of Favourite Modern BalladsJ. C. W. Kent & Company, 1860 - Всего страниц: 167 |
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... grave they stopp'd at last , Beneath a weeping willow : The moon upon the humble mound Her softest light was flinging ; And from the thickets all around Sad nightingales were singing . " I leave you here , " quoth Father Time , As ...
... grave they stopp'd at last , Beneath a weeping willow : The moon upon the humble mound Her softest light was flinging ; And from the thickets all around Sad nightingales were singing . " I leave you here , " quoth Father Time , As ...
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... foaming ocean . Poor wretches ! they soon found their graves : For me it may be only fancy , - But Love seem'd to forbid the waves To snatch me from the arms of Nancy ! THE SAILOR'S JOURNAL . Scarce the foul hurricane was clear'd. 34.
... foaming ocean . Poor wretches ! they soon found their graves : For me it may be only fancy , - But Love seem'd to forbid the waves To snatch me from the arms of Nancy ! THE SAILOR'S JOURNAL . Scarce the foul hurricane was clear'd. 34.
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... the ravage of Winter I mourn ; Kind Nature the embryo blossom shall save : But when shall Spring visit the mouldering urn ? Oh ! when shall it dawn on the night of the grave ? " EXCELSIOR 不···· THE shades of night were falling fast.
... the ravage of Winter I mourn ; Kind Nature the embryo blossom shall save : But when shall Spring visit the mouldering urn ? Oh ! when shall it dawn on the night of the grave ? " EXCELSIOR 不···· THE shades of night were falling fast.
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... grave Within yon kirk - yard wall . " " And art thou dead , thou gentle youth ! And art thou dead and gone ! And didst thou dye for love of me ! Break , cruel heart of stone ! " " O weep not , lady , weep not soe : Some ghostly comfort ...
... grave Within yon kirk - yard wall . " " And art thou dead , thou gentle youth ! And art thou dead and gone ! And didst thou dye for love of me ! Break , cruel heart of stone ! " " O weep not , lady , weep not soe : Some ghostly comfort ...
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... grave , For ever to remain . · 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 ...
... grave , For ever to remain . · 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 ...
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Allen-a-Dale AULD ROBIN GRAY baith beauty beneath Birket Foster blythe BONNIE JEAN bride bright charms couldna cried Cumnor Hall dead dear didst thou dream Duncan EDMUND EVANS EDWIN AND ANGELINA EDWIN AND EMMA Excelsior fair fair lady father flowers FRIAR OF ORDERS G. H. Thomas gallant hand Harrison Weir hast hear heard heart heav'n Hermit holy Inchcape Rock Inverness John Barleycorn Julius Cæsar King Henry lady lass lonely look'd loud merry morn mother ne'er Netherby never night o'er OLD GREEN LANE ORDERS GRAY pass'd Queen quoth reach'd Richmond Hill river Dee ROBIN REDBREAST round Samuel Palmer seem'd sigh sigh'd sing Skiddaw sleep smiled sorrow SPANISH ARMADA steed storm SUMMER WOODS sweet swelling tears thee There's nae luck tree turn'd Twas vale village voice walk'd waves weep wild William Harvey wind wonnot wooing o't Yarrow young Lochinvar
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Стр. 164 - 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.
Стр. 15 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Стр. 16 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume ; And the bride-maidens whispered, ''Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Стр. 82 - He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Стр. 37 - The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind, And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. " O haste thee, haste!" the lady cries, "Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Стр. 165 - 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.
Стр. 144 - THREE fishers went sailing away to the West, Away to the West as the sun went down; Each thought on the woman who loved him the best, And the children stood watching them out of the town; For men must work, and women must weep, And there's, little to earn, and many to keep, Though the harbor bar be moaning.
Стр. 114 - My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream, Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Стр. 117 - They cannot see the sun on high: The wind hath blown a gale all day; At evening it hath died away. On the deck the Rover takes his stand; So dark it is, they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising moon.
Стр. 45 - But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. ' And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Twas so for me that Edwin did. And so for him will I.