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... knee , And rushed off his helm . And then he struck his neck in two ; And when he had done so , From prison threescore knights and four Lancelot delivered tho . THE LEGEND OF SIR GUY . " Published from an Sir Lancelot du Lake . 10 5.
... knee , And rushed off his helm . And then he struck his neck in two ; And when he had done so , From prison threescore knights and four Lancelot delivered tho . THE LEGEND OF SIR GUY . " Published from an Sir Lancelot du Lake . 10 5.
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... knee , And held his lifted hand . " Pardon , my lorde and father deare , This faire yong knyght and mee : Trust me , but for the carlish knyght , I never had fled from thee . Oft have you callde your Emmeline Your darling and your joye ...
... knee , And held his lifted hand . " Pardon , my lorde and father deare , This faire yong knyght and mee : Trust me , but for the carlish knyght , I never had fled from thee . Oft have you callde your Emmeline Your darling and your joye ...
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... knee ; Till he came at the middle streame , Neither good nor bad spake he . And comming to the middle streame , There he threw Robin in ; " And chuse thee , chuse thee , fine fellow , Whether thou wilt sink or swim . " Robin Hood swam ...
... knee ; Till he came at the middle streame , Neither good nor bad spake he . And comming to the middle streame , There he threw Robin in ; " And chuse thee , chuse thee , fine fellow , Whether thou wilt sink or swim . " Robin Hood swam ...
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... knees , Of the fryer to beg a boone . " A boone , a boone , thou curtall fryer , I beg it on my knee : Give me leave to set my horne to my mouth , And to blow blasts three . " " That I will do , " said the curtall fryer , Of thy blasts ...
... knees , Of the fryer to beg a boone . " A boone , a boone , thou curtall fryer , I beg it on my knee : Give me leave to set my horne to my mouth , And to blow blasts three . " " That I will do , " said the curtall fryer , Of thy blasts ...
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... knee ; Queen Katherine she doth greet you well , She greets you well by mee ; " She bids you post to fair London court , Not fearing any thing : For there shall be a little sport , And she hath sent you her ring . " Robin Hood tooke his ...
... knee ; Queen Katherine she doth greet you well , She greets you well by mee ; " She bids you post to fair London court , Not fearing any thing : For there shall be a little sport , And she hath sent you her ring . " Robin Hood tooke his ...
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abbot Adam Bell Andrew Barton Anthony à Wood arrowes awaye baron blow bold Robin Hood boone Caerlel cowe-hide curtall fryer Dale daye dear doth downe Earl Douglas Edom fair Annet faire Emmeline fast fayre fell fellow fight fought gallant Gernutus gold grace Greensleeves Grissel hand hanged hath heart heire of Linne High trolollie horse Horseley hundred hunt JOHN GILBERT king knee knight lady ladye Lancelot land Little John merry miller myght never noble nut-browne bride old cap Piercy pinnace pound pretty Bessee quoth Robin Hood sayd sayd Adam sayd the kyng sayes Scadlocke shee Sir Andrew Barton sir Valentine slain sonne soon tanner tell thee theyr THOMAS Thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thre took trusty unto wend whan wife wold wyfe wyll Wyllyam of Cloudeslè yemen yonder young
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Стр. 266 - Waken, lords and ladies gay, On the mountain dawns the day ; All the jolly chase is here, With hawk and horse and hunting-spear; Hounds are in their couples yelling. Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily merrily mingle they: Waken, lords and ladies gay...
Стр. 194 - I stuff my skin so full within Of jolly good ale and old. Back and side go bare, go bare; Both foot and hand go cold; But, belly, God send thee good ale enough, Whether it be new or old.
Стр. 254 - The dews of summer night did fall, The moon (sweet regent of the sky) Silvered the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby.
Стр. 237 - His life is neither toss'd in boist'rous seas Of troublous world, nor lost in slothful ease : Pleased, and full blest he lives, when he his God can please.
Стр. 243 - Come forth, my Lord, and see the Cart Drest up with all the Country Art. See, here a Maukin, there a sheet, As spotlesse pure, as it is sweet : The Horses, Mares, and frisking Fillies, (Clad, all, in Linnen, white as Lillies.
Стр. 253 - I in these flowery meads would be : These crystal streams should solace me ; To whose harmonious bubbling noise I with my angle would rejoice...
Стр. 93 - LORD THOMAS and Fair Annet Sate a' day on a hill ; Whan night was cum, and sun was sett, They had not talkt their fill. 2 Lord Thomas said a word in jest, Fair Annet took it ill : ' A, I will nevir wed a wife Against my ain friends
Стр. 50 - What is thy name?" then said Robin Hood, "Come tell me, without any fail." "By the faith of my body," then said the young man, "My name it is Allin a Dale.
Стр. 230 - Twixt one another secretly : I mark their gloze, And it disclose To them whom they have wronged so : When I have done, I get me gone, And leave them scolding, ho, ho, ho ! When men do traps and engines...
Стр. 194 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think, that I can drink With him that wears a hood...