English Poems: Old English and middle English periods 450-1550Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1910 |
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Pàgina 3
... stood all together , ash - wood gray above ; the iron- armed band was worthy in weapons . Then a proud hero there asked the warriors about their high birth : " Whence bring ye plated shields , gray shirts of mail and mask - helmets ...
... stood all together , ash - wood gray above ; the iron- armed band was worthy in weapons . Then a proud hero there asked the warriors about their high birth : " Whence bring ye plated shields , gray shirts of mail and mask - helmets ...
Pàgina 4
... stood before the shoulders of the Danes ' lord - he knew the custom of the doughty . Wulfgar spoke to his friend - lord : " Hither have fared , come from afar over the stretch of ocean , Geat - folk ; the eldest the warriors call ...
... stood before the shoulders of the Danes ' lord - he knew the custom of the doughty . Wulfgar spoke to his friend - lord : " Hither have fared , come from afar over the stretch of ocean , Geat - folk ; the eldest the warriors call ...
Pàgina 8
... stood upright and grappled with him fast ; his fingers burst ; the monster was moving outward ; the earl stepped further . The great one was minded wheresoever he might to turn loose and flee away thence to the fen - hollows : he knew ...
... stood upright and grappled with him fast ; his fingers burst ; the monster was moving outward ; the earl stepped further . The great one was minded wheresoever he might to turn loose and flee away thence to the fen - hollows : he knew ...
Pàgina 12
... stood beneath , bloody and troubled . For all the Danes , friends of the Scyldings , it was grievous in heart to endure , a suffering for many a thane and each of the earls , when they came upon Eschere's head on the sea - cliff . The ...
... stood beneath , bloody and troubled . For all the Danes , friends of the Scyldings , it was grievous in heart to endure , a suffering for many a thane and each of the earls , when they came upon Eschere's head on the sea - cliff . The ...
Pàgina 15
... stood up again . Then he saw among the armor a bill rich in victories , an old sword of eotens , with doughty edges , the worship of warriors ; that was the pick of weapons , but that it was greater than any other man might bear to ...
... stood up again . Then he saw among the armor a bill rich in victories , an old sword of eotens , with doughty edges , the worship of warriors ; that was the pick of weapons , but that it was greater than any other man might bear to ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 130 - But al be that he was a philosophre, Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre...
Pàgina 245 - True Thomas he took off his hat, And bowed him low down till his knee : " All hail, thou mighty Queen of Heaven ! For your peer on earth I never did see.
Pàgina 127 - Of smal coral aboute hir arm she bar A peire of bedes, gauded al with grene; And ther-on heng a broche of gold ful shene, 160 On which ther was first write a crowned A, And after, Amor vincit omnia.
Pàgina 141 - Everich a word, if it be in his charge, Al speke he never so rudeliche and large, Or ellis he moot telle his tale untrewe, Or feyne thyng, or fynde wordes newe.
Pàgina 123 - Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote, And bathed every veyne in swich licour. Of which vertu engendred is the flour...
Pàgina 125 - Somtyme with the lord of Palatye Agayn another hethen in Turkye. And everemoore he hadde a sovereyn prys; And though that he were worthy, he was wys, And of his port as meeke as is a mayde. He nevere yet no vileynye ne sayde In al his lyf unto no maner wight. He was a verray, parfit gentil knyght.
Pàgina 246 - And see ye not that braid braid road, That lies across that lily leven? That is the path of wickedness, Tho some call it the road to heaven. "And see not ye that bonny road, That winds about the fernie brae? That is the road to fair Elfland, Where thou and I this night maun gae. "But, Thomas, ye maun hold your tongue, Whatever ye may hear or see, For, if you speak word in Elflyn land, Ye'll neer get back to your ain countrie.
Pàgina 227 - THE king sits in Dumferling toune, Drinking the blude-reid wine: "O whar will I get guid sailor, To sail this schip of mine?" Up and spak an eldern knicht, Sat at the kings richt kne: "Sir Patrick Spence is the best sailor. That sails upon the se.
Pàgina 145 - His byle was blak, and as the jeet it shoon ; Lyk asure were his legges and his toon ; His nayles whiter than the lylye flour, And lyk the burned gold was his colour.
Pàgina 218 - For Wetharryngton my harte was wo, That ever he slayne shulde be ; For when both his leggis wear hewyne in to, Yet he knyled and fought on hys kne.