A book of favourite modern ballads [ed. by J.C.]. |
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A-hunting Allen-a-Dale ANGELINA auld Robin Gray baith beautiful beneath Birket Foster blythe Bonnie bosom bride bright charms couldna cried Cumnor Hall dead dear didst thou dream Duncan Edwin Emma Excelsior fair lady father Flow gently flowers frae G. H. Thomas gallant green grove Hallo hand Harrison Weir hast hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven Hermit hill Hollo holy Inchcape Rock John Barleycorn King Henry lady lass listen'd lonely look'd loud merry mill-stream morn is shining mother ne'er Netherby never night o'er pass'd Queen quoth Richmond Hill river Dee Robin Redbreast round Samuel Palmer sang seem'd shade sigh sigh'd sing Skiddaw sleep smile sorrow sound SPANISH ARMADA steed storm sunshine sweet sweet Afton swelling tears thee thought tree turn'd Twas vale village waves weep whoop wild William Harvey wind wonnot wooing o't Yarrow
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Стр. 40 - Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, "To tempt the dangerous gloom; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. "Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.
Стр. 15 - Eske river where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Стр. 72 - As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon swells. Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down.
Стр. 40 - TURN, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way, To where yon taper cheers the vale, With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds immeasurably spread Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Стр. 31 - I Remember, I Remember. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon Nor brought too long a day; But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away. I remember, I remember...
Стр. 37 - His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride, When they have slain her lover?
Стр. 45 - 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.