Old Ballads: Historical and Narrative, with Some of Modern Date, 1. kötetR. H. Evans, 1810 |
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Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Alexander behold black letter copy boat bonny ivy tree broom capon changed her mind city of London city of York Cripple daddy's ewes dear death delight ditty doth Egestus eyes Fain fair lady farewell to Shackley-hay fear flowers gallant gentleman of courage give gold golden shows goose grief growne a gentleman hand happy day Harpalus hath changed hear Hungary jealousy Jockie is growne King knee lady lass let her choose little barley-corn liv'd live London Lord Courtney lose my breath lov'd lover maid maiden married merry minc'd pies moan mother gave ne'er night north country nymphs Pandosto pleasant Plum-pudding pretty pride of Leycestershire prov'd Queen quoth roast-beef scorn Sheldra fair shepherd shew song sweet St thee There's thing thou thow trust a woman tune tunn'd Twill unto weep wife willow women-kind yellow hose York
Népszerű szakaszok
223. oldal - To her is only known my love, Which from the world is hidden. Go, pretty birds, and tell her so, See that your notes strain not too low, For still methinks I see her frown ; Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go tune your voices...
234. oldal - Altair, then I was really there, or at an equal remoteness from the life which I had left behind, dwindled and twinkling with as fine a ray to my nearest neighbor, and to be seen only in moonless nights by him. Such was that part of creation where I had squatted; 'There was a shepherd that did live, And held his thoughts as high As were the mounts whereon his flocks Did hourly feed him by.
222. oldal - Trowl the bowl, the jolly nut-brown bowl, And here, kind mate, to thee : Let's sing a dirge for Saint Hugh's soul, And down it merrily.
4. oldal - I think to be best, Then have you surely won the field And set my heart at rest. I pray you keep this Nosegay well, And set by it some store : And thus farewell ! the gods thee guide Both now and evermore ! Not as the common sort do use, To set it in your breast, That when the smell is gone away, On ground he takes his rest.
132. oldal - By the moon we sport and play; With the night begins our day: As we dance the dew doth fall; Trip it, little urchins all. Lightly as the little bee, Two by two, and three by three, And about go we, and about go we.
15. oldal - The birds sang sweet in the midst of the day ; I dreamed fast of mirth and play ; In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure. Methought I walked still to and fro, And from her company I could not go ; But when I waked, it was not so : In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
112. oldal - Fair lady, take it!" Thus fain, etc. O lady, what a luck is this: That my good willing misseth To find what pretty thing it is That my good lady wisheth! Thus fain would I have had this pretty thing To give unto my lady.
227. oldal - Lully lullay thou littell tyne child, By by lully lullay. O sisters too, how may we do, For to preserve this day This pore yongling, for whom we do singe By by lully lullay.
136. oldal - Tis a comfort to see how the chimneys do smoke ; Provision is making for beer, ale, and wine, For all that are willing or ready to dine : Then haste to the kitchen for diet the chief, Plum-pudding, goose, capon, minced pies, and roastbeef.
136. oldal - All travellers, as they do pass on their way, At gentlemen's halls are invited to stay, Themselves to refresh, and their horses to rest, Since that he must be Old Christmas's guest ; Nay, the poor shall not want, but have for relief, Plum-pudding, goose, capon, minced pies, and roastbeef.