Reliques of Ancient English Poetry: Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs, and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets: Together with Some Few of Later Date, Volume 2J. Nichol, 1858 |
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ancient Andrew Barton awaye ballad Bannatyne's banyshed bonny brave busk comelye copy cowe-hide dame daye death doth Earl earl marshall earl of Surrey Editor Editor's folio Edward England English faire father frae gallant gold grace grene wode go Hardyknute hart hath heart heire of Linne Henry Horseley intitled Juventus King Henrye knight kyng lady ladye land lazar Lilli little John lord Howard Lord Vaux luve Makyne mankynde I love Mary Ambree metre MS.-Ver mynde never noble poem poets pray pretty Bessee printed Prol queene quoth reign Robin Rosamond sayd sayes schal Scotland Scots Scottish shee shew sholde sir Aldingar song sorrow stanza sweet Synge tanner tell thay the[e thee ther Thomas thou art thou hast thou shalt unto verse wele Wherfore wold writer written wyll wyth
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Page 259 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Page 252 - An old song, made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a great estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate...
Page 66 - Till, quite dejected with my scorn, He left me to my pride, And sought a solitude forlorn, In secret, where he died.
Page 213 - Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes: Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange. Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark! now I hear them, — ding-dong, bell.
Page 244 - ... Schools reply, Give Arts and Schools the lie. Tell Faith it's fled the city ; Tell how the country erreth ; Tell, Manhood shakes off pity, Tell, Virtue least preferreth : And if they do reply, Spare not to give the lie. So when thou hast, as I Commanded thee, done blabbing, Although to give the lie Deserves no less than stabbing, Yet, stab at thee who will, No stab the Soul can kill.
Page 279 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her. Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Page 254 - With a new fashion'd hall, built where the old one stood, Hung round with new pictures, that do the poor no good, With a fine marble chimney, wherein burns neither coal nor wood, And a new smooth shovelboard, whereon no victuals ne'er stood ; Like a young courtier, &c. With a new study, stuft full of pamphlets, and plays, And a new chaplain, that swears faster than he prays.
Page 180 - For seven hours to all mens view This fight endured sore, Until our men so feeble grew That they could fight no more; And then upon dead horses Full savourly they eat, And drank the puddle water, They could no better get.
Page 247 - Now three weeks space to thee will I give. And that is the longest time thou hast to live; For if thou dost not answer my questions three, Thy lands and thy livings are forfeit to mee.
Page 171 - He was a braw gallant, And he rid at the ring; And the bonny Earl of Murray, Oh he might have been a King! He was a braw gallant, And he playd at the ba; And the bonny Earl of Murray, Was the flower amang them a'.