English Fairy Poetry from the Origins to the Seventeenth CenturyH. Froude, 1912 - Всего страниц: 235 |
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... Court - life , for instance , or after they had been degraded , by the introduction of Christianity , into inferior , half - devilish powers , we find that they all spring from one main source that natural desire of man which leads him ...
... Court - life , for instance , or after they had been degraded , by the introduction of Christianity , into inferior , half - devilish powers , we find that they all spring from one main source that natural desire of man which leads him ...
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... court was ridin ' by , The Queen lighted down on a gowany bank , Nae far frae the tree where I wont to lye . fairy daisied She took me up in her milk - white han ' , An ' she's stroak'd me three times o'er her knee ; She chang'd me ...
... court was ridin ' by , The Queen lighted down on a gowany bank , Nae far frae the tree where I wont to lye . fairy daisied She took me up in her milk - white han ' , An ' she's stroak'd me three times o'er her knee ; She chang'd me ...
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... A. Quiller - Couch ( Oxford , 1910 ) , the first Book of which ( pp . 1-142 ) deals with Magic , the " Seely Court , " and the Supernatural . knew better than to pry too closely into the manners 34 [ CHAP . EARLY FAIRY POETRY.
... A. Quiller - Couch ( Oxford , 1910 ) , the first Book of which ( pp . 1-142 ) deals with Magic , the " Seely Court , " and the Supernatural . knew better than to pry too closely into the manners 34 [ CHAP . EARLY FAIRY POETRY.
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... Court , had brought home the king's bride , Gwennere , who , soon after her marriage , caused him to leave the palace . He fell into poverty and deep distress . One day , as he sat under a tree , " yn sorrow and sore , " two " gentyll ...
... Court , had brought home the king's bride , Gwennere , who , soon after her marriage , caused him to leave the palace . He fell into poverty and deep distress . One day , as he sat under a tree , " yn sorrow and sore , " two " gentyll ...
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... court . The handsome knight had not been there very long when queen Gwennere began to entice him by soft words , and , one day , actually confessed her passion . Faithful to his elfin mistress , who was visiting him overnight , Sir III ...
... court . The handsome knight had not been there very long when queen Gwennere began to entice him by soft words , and , one day , actually confessed her passion . Faithful to his elfin mistress , who was visiting him overnight , Sir III ...
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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...