Ballads and LyricsHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1880 - 394페이지 |
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... Earl of Dorset SONG FOR ST . CECILIA'S DAY , 1687. John Dryden VERSION OF THE NINETEENTH PSALM . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL . SOLITUDE . Alexander Pope . Joseph Addison PAGE • Alexander Pope . TO A CHILD OF QUALITY . Matthew Prior ...
... Earl of Dorset SONG FOR ST . CECILIA'S DAY , 1687. John Dryden VERSION OF THE NINETEENTH PSALM . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL . SOLITUDE . Alexander Pope . Joseph Addison PAGE • Alexander Pope . TO A CHILD OF QUALITY . Matthew Prior ...
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... Earl of Northumberland and the Earl Douglas of Angus , but this is uncertain . The Percies and the Douglas family were always coming in conflict , and this ballad is the great epic of the continual warfare which was waged for centuries ...
... Earl of Northumberland and the Earl Douglas of Angus , but this is uncertain . The Percies and the Douglas family were always coming in conflict , and this ballad is the great epic of the continual warfare which was waged for centuries ...
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Henry Cabot Lodge. These tidings to Earl Douglas came In Scotland where he lay , Who sent Earl Percy present word He would prevent his sport . The English Earl , not fearing that , Did to the woods resort With fifteen hundred bowmen bold ...
Henry Cabot Lodge. These tidings to Earl Douglas came In Scotland where he lay , Who sent Earl Percy present word He would prevent his sport . The English Earl , not fearing that , Did to the woods resort With fifteen hundred bowmen bold ...
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... Earl Douglas come , His men in armor bright , Full twenty hundred Scottish spears All marching in our sight , " All pleasant men of Teviotdale Fast by the river Tweed . " " O cease your sports ! " Earl Percy said , " And take your bows ...
... Earl Douglas come , His men in armor bright , Full twenty hundred Scottish spears All marching in our sight , " All pleasant men of Teviotdale Fast by the river Tweed . " " O cease your sports ! " Earl Percy said , " And take your bows ...
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... Earl thou art , Lord Percy ! So am I ; " But trust me , Percy , pity ' t were , And great offence , to kill Any of these our guiltless men , For they have done no ill ; " Let thou and I the battle try , And set our men aside ...
... Earl thou art , Lord Percy ! So am I ; " But trust me , Percy , pity ' t were , And great offence , to kill Any of these our guiltless men , For they have done no ill ; " Let thou and I the battle try , And set our men aside ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON Auf Wiedersehen banner battle bells beneath Bingen blessed blood blow Bonny Dundee born brave breast breath bright brow cried Cusha dark dead dear death deep died door dream earth England eyes fair fame father fell gallant gaze Gilpin gleam glory grave gray hand hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Highlands hills horse Inchcape Rock J. G. LOCKHART John King lady land Lars Porsena light lips looked Lord LORD BYRON loud maiden morning mountain never night Norsemen o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES pale pibroch poems Quoth ride Ring ROBERT BURNS rock rode rose round Samian wine shore silent sing SIR WALTER SCOTT smile snow song sorrow soul sound spake steed stood storm sweet sword tears tell tempest thee There's thet thou tide tower town Victor Galbraith voice waves wild wind
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40 페이지 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
67 페이지 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command. The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes.
54 페이지 - And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
46 페이지 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
31 페이지 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
279 페이지 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die. Into the valley of death Rode the six hundred. " Cannon to right of them ; Cannon to left of them; Cannon in front of them, Volley'd and thunder*d.
142 페이지 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
116 페이지 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan ; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
42 페이지 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
176 페이지 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.