A Poetry-book of Elder Poets: Consisting of Songs & Sonnets, Odes & Lyrics, Selected and Arranged, with Notes, from the Works of the Elder English Poets, Dating from the Beginning of the Fourteenth Century to the Middle of the Eighteenth Century |
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... Sir Patrick Spence Burd Helen Edward of the Bloody Brand A Song of Indifference All or None Love's Requirements Love , Love's Due The Boldness of Humility Sweet - and - Twenty Counsel to Girls Fair and False Advice to a Lover Love or ...
... Sir Patrick Spence Burd Helen Edward of the Bloody Brand A Song of Indifference All or None Love's Requirements Love , Love's Due The Boldness of Humility Sweet - and - Twenty Counsel to Girls Fair and False Advice to a Lover Love or ...
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... noble fray , Which fame did not delay , To England to carry ; O when shall Englishmen With such acts fill a pen , Or England breed again Such a King Harry ? M. Drayton . 132 SIR PATRICK SPENCE . SIR PATRICK SPENCE . ( 9 *
... noble fray , Which fame did not delay , To England to carry ; O when shall Englishmen With such acts fill a pen , Or England breed again Such a King Harry ? M. Drayton . 132 SIR PATRICK SPENCE . SIR PATRICK SPENCE . ( 9 *
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... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . SIR PATRICK SPENCE . ( SCOTTISH BALLAD ) . THE king sits in Dunfermline town , Drinking the blude - red wine : " O where will I get a skeely skipper To sail this ship o ' mine ? " Then up and spake an eldern knight ...
... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . SIR PATRICK SPENCE . ( SCOTTISH BALLAD ) . THE king sits in Dunfermline town , Drinking the blude - red wine : " O where will I get a skeely skipper To sail this ship o ' mine ? " Then up and spake an eldern knight ...
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... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . They hadna been a week , a week In Noroway but twae , When that the lords of Noroway Began aloud to say : " Ye Scotsmen spend all our king's goud And all of our queen's fee ... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . He hadna gane a step.
... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . They hadna been a week , a week In Noroway but twae , When that the lords of Noroway Began aloud to say : " Ye Scotsmen spend all our king's goud And all of our queen's fee ... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . He hadna gane a step.
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... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . He hadna gane a step , a step , A step but barely ane , When a bolt flew out from our goodly ship And the salt sea in it came . " Go fetch a web o ' the silken cloth , And another o ' the twine , And wap them into ...
... SIR PATRICK SPENCE . He hadna gane a step , a step , A step but barely ane , When a bolt flew out from our goodly ship And the salt sea in it came . " Go fetch a web o ' the silken cloth , And another o ' the twine , And wap them into ...
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Page 19 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers...
Page 203 - How blest is he who crowns in shades like these A youth of labour with an age of ease; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
Page 73 - 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...
Page 139 - Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly Then, heigh, ho, the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remember'd not Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! &c.
Page 117 - When Love with unconfine'd wings Hovers within my Gates ; And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates : When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The Birds, that wanton in the Air, Know no such Liberty.
Page 274 - The lonely mountains o'er And the resounding shore A voice of weeping heard, and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale Edged with poplar pale The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Page 268 - See how from far, upon the eastern road, The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet : O run, prevent them with thy humble ode And lay it lowly at His blessed feet ; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet, And join thy voice unto the angel quire From out his secret altar touched with hallowed fire.
Page 146 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Page 82 - Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys! Dwell in some idle brain, And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeams, Or likest hovering dreams The fickle pensioners of Morpheus
Page 210 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...