Ancient Poetry and Romances of SpainJohn Bowring Taylor and Hessey, 1824 - 328 pàgines |
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Pàgina xi
... 131 Romance . 132 Romance . 134 Cloris . 136 Romance . 138 David the King is mad with Grief The Christian Captive · . 140 • 142 Romance • 145 Romance Romance · 146 . 147 Romance Romance I'll serve thee , Lady ! I am CONTENTS .
... 131 Romance . 132 Romance . 134 Cloris . 136 Romance . 138 David the King is mad with Grief The Christian Captive · . 140 • 142 Romance • 145 Romance Romance · 146 . 147 Romance Romance I'll serve thee , Lady ! I am CONTENTS .
Pàgina xiv
... KING JOHN THE SECOND . I never knew it , Love ! till now • 219 . 221 225 ALONSO DE LEDESMA . Sleep My Soul is in Madrid FRAY DE LUIS LEON . Ode · · Virgin borne by Angels LOPEZ DE AYALA . Lady ! Star of brightest Ray JORGE MANRIQUE ...
... KING JOHN THE SECOND . I never knew it , Love ! till now • 219 . 221 225 ALONSO DE LEDESMA . Sleep My Soul is in Madrid FRAY DE LUIS LEON . Ode · · Virgin borne by Angels LOPEZ DE AYALA . Lady ! Star of brightest Ray JORGE MANRIQUE ...
Pàgina 32
... king- Suppliant , for thy liberty : But he turn'd with frowns away , And with angry words from me , Said the sentence had been given— Could not be revoked - for he Would not clear the Infanta's guard , Who had stolen her chastity ...
... king- Suppliant , for thy liberty : But he turn'd with frowns away , And with angry words from me , Said the sentence had been given— Could not be revoked - for he Would not clear the Infanta's guard , Who had stolen her chastity ...
Pàgina 51
... king has not espoused his daughter , Nor cares about her marriage he : — To whom shall she unveil her sorrow , To whom confide her misery ? She thought of summoning the monarch- He her guide was used to be ; And to confess to him her ...
... king has not espoused his daughter , Nor cares about her marriage he : — To whom shall she unveil her sorrow , To whom confide her misery ? She thought of summoning the monarch- He her guide was used to be ; And to confess to him her ...
Pàgina 52
... king , ' tis hard to find it , Remedy is none for me . When my mother died she left me , Left me with this charge to thee , That thou shouldst , good king ! betroth me . At my age ' twas meet for me.- ' Tis with shame that I require it ...
... king , ' tis hard to find it , Remedy is none for me . When my mother died she left me , Left me with this charge to thee , That thou shouldst , good king ! betroth me . At my age ' twas meet for me.- ' Tis with shame that I require it ...
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amor Araucans art thou bear blest bliss Böhl breast breath bright brightest brow Burgos Cancionero de Amberes Cancionero de Valencia chain charms Count Alarcos countess dark death despair didst dost dreams dwell earth eyes fair fair lady fear flow'ret flowers frown gentle give gloomy glory Granada grove hast heart heaven honour Idem infanta jasmine tree JORGE MANRIQUE JUAN DEL ENCINA king lady laugh life's Lisboa little silver live Lord love thee love's Madrid maid maiden misery monarch Moorish mortal mother mournful ne'er night nought o'er Obras pain pangs pass'd passion peace pity proud Romancero shade shalt shepherd sigh Silva de Romances silver bells sleep sorrow soul Spain sweet nightingales tears tell tend my flocks thine thou art thou wilt thought to-morrow Twas twere vale VICENTE ESPINEL vile one replied wake wandering weep who'll buy wound youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 227 - And bound to heaven again, Were only lent or given To be in this mean round of shades and follies driven. Turn your unclouded eye Up to yon bright, to yon eternal spheres; And spurn the vanity Of time's delusive years, And all its flattering hopes, and all its frowning fears.
Pàgina 228 - ... his journey bright, Led by an unseen hand through the vast maze of night! See how the pale Moon rolls Her silver wheel; and, scattering beams afar On Earth's benighted souls, See Wisdom's holy star; Or, in his fiery course, the sanguine orb of War; Or that benignant ray Which Love hath called...
Pàgina 228 - The whole empyreum showers Its glorious streams of light on this low world of ours. But who to these can turn, And weigh them 'gainst a weeping world like this,— Nor feel his spirits burn To grasp so sweet a bliss, And mourn that exile hard which here his portion is?
Pàgina 226 - WHEN yonder glorious sky, Lighted with million lamps, I contemplate, And turn my dazzled eye To this vain mortal state, All dim and visionary, mean and desolate,— A mingled joy and grief Fills all my soul with dark solicitude; I find a short relief In tears, whose .torrents rude Roll down my cheeks, or thoughts which...
Pàgina 314 - T is for her lover all : Thither, — yes ! thither will I go, To the rosy vale, where the nightingale Sings his song of woe. In her hat of straw, for her gentle swain, She has placed the lemons pale : Thither, — yes ! thither will I go, To the rosy vale, where the nightingale Sings his song of woe.
Pàgina 174 - He on this earth to dwell ; All His pomp an humble manger, All His court a narrow cell? " From that world to bring to this Peace, which, of all earthly blisses, Is the brightest, purest bliss.
Pàgina 172 - How dreary and lone The world would appear, If women were none ! 'Twould be like a fair, With neither fun nor business there.
Pàgina 5 - SLEEP Sleep is no servant of the will; It has caprices of its own; When most pursued, 'tis swiftly gone; When courted least, it lingers still. With its vagaries long perplext, I turned and turned my restless sconce, Till, one fine night, I thought at once I'd master it.
Pàgina 176 - SECOND. I saw the sun shed tears of blood. THIRD. I saw a God become a man. FOURTH. I saw a man become a God.
Pàgina 216 - I saw thee stray forlorn, And heard thee faintly cry, And on the tree of scorn For thee I...