English Fairy Poetry from the Origins to the Seventeenth CenturyH. Froude, 1912 - Всего страниц: 235 |
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... Thomas Chestre , affords us an example in point . It is an amplified version of a short lay by Marie de France , the translation containing some three hundred lines more than the original . The story may be summarized as follows : Sir ...
... Thomas Chestre , affords us an example in point . It is an amplified version of a short lay by Marie de France , the translation containing some three hundred lines more than the original . The story may be summarized as follows : Sir ...
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... Thomas Chestre had been dealing with his own national fairies . This process of suffusing the foreign stories . with the supernatural light of English mythology , thereby adding to them considerably , is exemplified again in the romance ...
... Thomas Chestre had been dealing with his own national fairies . This process of suffusing the foreign stories . with the supernatural light of English mythology , thereby adding to them considerably , is exemplified again in the romance ...
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... , in Shetland , with a very similar motive . " The same subject , as is the case with Thomas the 11. 575-94 . 1. 29-3 Ballads , I , 215 . Rhymer , sometimes appears both in ballad and romance . 4 II . ] 49 SIR ORFEO 29.
... , in Shetland , with a very similar motive . " The same subject , as is the case with Thomas the 11. 575-94 . 1. 29-3 Ballads , I , 215 . Rhymer , sometimes appears both in ballad and romance . 4 II . ] 49 SIR ORFEO 29.
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... Thomas of Erceldoune to Fairyland , a man much renowned as a rymour , " that is as a poet and prophet , in the beginning of the XIVth century : << True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi ' his ee ; And there he saw a ...
... Thomas of Erceldoune to Fairyland , a man much renowned as a rymour , " that is as a poet and prophet , in the beginning of the XIVth century : << True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi ' his ee ; And there he saw a ...
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... Thomas to run into danger , hurried him back to earth the day before the foul fiend of Hell came among her folk and chose his fee , the " teind , " or " kane " due to him , at the end of every seven years , by the people of Fairyland ...
... Thomas to run into danger , hurried him back to earth the day before the foul fiend of Hell came among her folk and chose his fee , the " teind , " or " kane " due to him , at the end of every seven years , by the people of Fairyland ...
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English Fairy Poetry from the Origins to the Seventeenth Century Floris Delattre Полный просмотр - 1912 |
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Стр. 118 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back ; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you, whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
Стр. 108 - O, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her wagon-spokes made of long spinners...
Стр. 108 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o'mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Стр. 108 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs; / The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers; / The traces, of the smallest spider's web; / The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams; / Her whip, of cricket's bone; the lash, of film; / Her...
Стр. 108 - O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream : Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are.
Стр. 165 - The sounds and seas, with all their finny drove, Now to the moon in wavering morrice move ; And, on the tawny sands and shelves, Trip the pert fairies and the dapper elves.
Стр. 185 - Of theirs, which yet remain, Were footed in Queen Mary's days On many a grassy plain. But since of late Elizabeth, And, later, James came in, They never danced on any heath, As when the time hath bin. By which we note the fairies Were of the old profession : Their songs were Ave Maries, Their dances were procession. But now, alas ! they all are dead, Or gone beyond the seas, Or farther for religion fled, Or else they take their ease.
Стр. 54 - Daunced ful ofte in many a grene mede; This was the olde opinion, as I rede. I speke of manye hundred yeres ago; But now can no man see none elves mo.
Стр. 164 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Стр. 50 - Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hung fifty siller bells and nine. True Thomas, he...