A Book of Favourite Modern BalladsJ. C. W. Kent & Company, 1860 - Всего страниц: 167 |
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... spring came kindly on , And showers began to fall ; John Barleycorn got up again , And sore surprised them all . The sultry suns of summer came , And he grew thick and strong ; His head well arm'd with pointed spears , That no one ...
... spring came kindly on , And showers began to fall ; John Barleycorn got up again , And sore surprised them all . The sultry suns of summer came , And he grew thick and strong ; His head well arm'd with pointed spears , That no one ...
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... spring ; For the woodlands I love , and the oaks waving high , And Echo that sings as I sing . Though deep shades delight me , yet love is my food , As I call the dear name of my Joe ; His musical shout is the pride of the wood , And my ...
... spring ; For the woodlands I love , and the oaks waving high , And Echo that sings as I sing . Though deep shades delight me , yet love is my food , As I call the dear name of my Joe ; His musical shout is the pride of the wood , And my ...
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... spring . Then , Pilgrim , turn , thy cares forego ; All earth - born cares are wrong : Man wants but little here below , Nor wants that little long . " Soft as the dew from heav'n descends , His gentle accents fell : The modest stranger ...
... spring . Then , Pilgrim , turn , thy cares forego ; All earth - born cares are wrong : Man wants but little here below , Nor wants that little long . " Soft as the dew from heav'n descends , His gentle accents fell : The modest stranger ...
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... Spring shall return , and a lover bestow , And thy bosom no trace of misfortune retain . Yet , if pity inspire thee , oh ! cease not thy lay ; Mourn , sweetest companion ! man calls thee to mourn : Oh ! soothe him , whose pleasures ...
... Spring shall return , and a lover bestow , And thy bosom no trace of misfortune retain . Yet , if pity inspire thee , oh ! cease not thy lay ; Mourn , sweetest companion ! man calls thee to mourn : Oh ! soothe him , whose pleasures ...
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... spring Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew ; And Lucy , at her wheel , shall sing , In russet gown and apron blue . The village church , among the trees , Where first our marriage vows were given , With merry peals shall swell the ...
... spring Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew ; And Lucy , at her wheel , shall sing , In russet gown and apron blue . The village church , among the trees , Where first our marriage vows were given , With merry peals shall swell the ...
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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.