A Book of Ballads, Old and NewGuido Hermann Stempel H. Holt, 1917 - 329 páginas |
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... . 9 The youngest stood upon a stane , The eldest came an ' threw her in ; 10 She took her by the middle sma ' , An ' dashed her bonny back to the jaw ; II " O sister , sister , take my han The Twa Sisters 5 The Twa Sisters.
... . 9 The youngest stood upon a stane , The eldest came an ' threw her in ; 10 She took her by the middle sma ' , An ' dashed her bonny back to the jaw ; II " O sister , sister , take my han The Twa Sisters 5 The Twa Sisters.
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... ferny brae . 2 Her skirt was of the grass - green silk , Her mantel of the velvet fine , At ilka tett of her horse's mane Hung fifty silver bells and nine , 3 True Thomas he took off his hat , And 36 Old Ballads Thomas Rymer.
... ferny brae . 2 Her skirt was of the grass - green silk , Her mantel of the velvet fine , At ilka tett of her horse's mane Hung fifty silver bells and nine , 3 True Thomas he took off his hat , And 36 Old Ballads Thomas Rymer.
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... took True Thomas up behind , And ay whene'er her bridle rang , The steed flew swifter than the wind . 7 For forty days and forty nights He wade through red bluid to the knee , And he saw neither sun or moon , But heard the roaring of ...
... took True Thomas up behind , And ay whene'er her bridle rang , The steed flew swifter than the wind . 7 For forty days and forty nights He wade through red bluid to the knee , And he saw neither sun or moon , But heard the roaring of ...
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... took , Sleep she got never nane ; Her back lay on the cauld , cauld floor , Her head upon a stane . 10 " O tak me out , " May Margret cried , " O tak me hame to thee , And I sall be your bounden page Until the day I dee . " II He took ...
... took , Sleep she got never nane ; Her back lay on the cauld , cauld floor , Her head upon a stane . 10 " O tak me out , " May Margret cried , " O tak me hame to thee , And I sall be your bounden page Until the day I dee . " II He took ...
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... took leave of that lady fair , To go to his own countree , To fetch him dukes and lords and knights , That married they might be . 26 They had not ridden scant a mile , A mile forth of the town , But in did come the king of Spain , With ...
... took leave of that lady fair , To go to his own countree , To fetch him dukes and lords and knights , That married they might be . 26 They had not ridden scant a mile , A mile forth of the town , But in did come the king of Spain , With ...
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Página 174 - You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is...
Página 192 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Página 203 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea ; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free.
Página 202 - Ho! maidens of Vienna; ho! matrons of Lucerne; Weep, weep, and rend your hair for those who never shall return. Ho! Philip, send, for charity, thy Mexican pistoles, That Antwerp monks may sing a mass for thy poor spearmen's souls.
Página 174 - ... rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
Página 207 - OF Nelson and the North Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce came forth All the might of Denmark's crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun the lighted brand In a bold determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.
Página 163 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Página 191 - Good speed!" cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
Página 162 - Oh ! young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broadsword he weapons had none, He rode all unarmed and he rode all alone. So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Página 203 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.