Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets, (chiefly of the Lyric King) Together with Some Few of Later Date ...J. Dodsley, 1765 |
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Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volum 2 Thomas Percy Visualització completa - 1876 |
Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volum 2 Thomas Percy Visualització completa - 1878 |
Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic ..., Volum 2 Thomas Percy Visualització completa - 1900 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 311 - a copy in the editor's folio MS. WHEN love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whifper at my grates, When I lye tangled in her haire, And fetter'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the aire, Know no fuch
Pàgina 305 - fill'd full of learned old books, With an old reverend chaplain, you might know him by his looks, With an old buttery hatch worn quite off the hooks, And an old kitchen, that maintain'd half a dozen old cooks ; Like an old courtier, &c. With an old hall, hung about with pikes, guns, and bows, With old
Pàgina 346 - bleeding after? Pale as he is, here lay him, lay him down, O lay his cold head on my pillow ; Take afF, take aff thefe bridal weids, And crown my careful head with willow. Pale tho' thou art, yet beft, yet beft beluv'd, O could my warmth to life
Pàgina 138 - contriv'd With turnings round about, That none but with a clue of thread, Could enter in or out. And for his love and ladyes fake, That was fo faire and brighte, The keeping of this bower he gave Unto a valiant knighte. But fortune, that doth often frowne Where
Pàgina 319 - chaunt her wonted tale In that her narrow hermitage ? / Even then her charming melody doth prove, 65 That all her bars are trees, her cage a grove. I am that bird, whom they combine Thus to deprive of liberty ; But though they do my corps confine, Yet maugre hate, my
Pàgina 312 - Nor iron barres a cage, Mindes, innocent, and quiet, take That for an hermitage : If I have freedom in my love, And in my
Pàgina 305 - old houfe at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate ; Like an old. courtier of the queen's, And the queen's old courtier. With an old lady,
Pàgina 305 - their wages, And never knew what belong'd to coachmen, footmen, nor pages, But kept twenty old fellows with blue coats and badges ; Like an old courtier, &c. With an old ftudy fill'd full of learned old books, With an old reverend
Pàgina 350 - I had met a traitor's doom, To have fallen, my country crying He has play'd an Englilh part, Had been better far than dying Of a griev'd and broken heart. Unrepining at thy glory, Thy fuccefsful arms we hail ; But remember our
Pàgina 286 - o' the tane thair grew a birk, The other a bonny briere. And ay they grew, and ay they threw, As they wad faine be neare ; And by this ye may ken right weil, They were twa luvers deare.