Metrical Tales and Other PoemsLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1805 - 201 páginas |
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... seen , The likeness of things so foul to behold , That what they were is not fit to be told . The young man , he began to read He knew not what , but he would proceed , When there was heard a sound at the door Which as he read on grew ...
... seen , The likeness of things so foul to behold , That what they were is not fit to be told . The young man , he began to read He knew not what , but he would proceed , When there was heard a sound at the door Which as he read on grew ...
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... seen the Traveller there before . Does holy Romuald dwell Still in his cell ? The Traveller ask'd , or is the old man dead ? He has left his loving flock , and we So good a Christian never more shall see , The Landlord answer'd , and he ...
... seen the Traveller there before . Does holy Romuald dwell Still in his cell ? The Traveller ask'd , or is the old man dead ? He has left his loving flock , and we So good a Christian never more shall see , The Landlord answer'd , and he ...
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... seen ; There is not a wife in the west country But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne . An oak and an elm tree stand beside , And behind does an ash tree grow , And a willow from the bank above Droops to the water below . A traveller ...
... seen ; There is not a wife in the west country But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne . An oak and an elm tree stand beside , And behind does an ash tree grow , And a willow from the bank above Droops to the water below . A traveller ...
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... seen Hopeless to turn him from the convent door , For this so costly work still kept the brethren poor . Now all is perfect , and from every side They flock to view the fabric , young and old . Who now can tell Rodulfo's secret pride ...
... seen Hopeless to turn him from the convent door , For this so costly work still kept the brethren poor . Now all is perfect , and from every side They flock to view the fabric , young and old . Who now can tell Rodulfo's secret pride ...
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... seen to play , And Spain to him decreed the glory of the day . The truth is told , and all at once exclaim His guardian angel Heaven had deign'd to send ; And thus the tale is handed down to fame . Now if this Antolinez had a friend Who ...
... seen to play , And Spain to him decreed the glory of the day . The truth is told , and all at once exclaim His guardian angel Heaven had deign'd to send ; And thus the tale is handed down to fame . Now if this Antolinez had a friend Who ...
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Antolinez ARAUCANS Archbishop beauty Beelzebub behold bells bells of St Bishop Bruno bless blest blood bloody Judge brave breast ceste Charlemain chearful Collatine cried dance dead Dear George death deeds Delia's delight Devil eyes fair Father William fear gale gaze glory grave GREGORY grew Gualberto hath Hatto hear heard heart Heaven Holly Tree holy honour husband Keyne King live locks look'd Lord macaroons MALVERN HILLS merrily Mexitli Moscera never night o'er Ollanahta Painter palace PINDARIC poor Porlock prayer Prelate pride quoth Rebecca his wife rest revenge Rhine Richard Penlake Robert Southey Rodulfo round rung Saint Satan Sires song SONNET sorrow soul Spirits stood Strangers summer tree sweet tale tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou wert thought thro toil tower TRAVELLER Twas vengeance ween WOMAN wretched young youth
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Página 47 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene.' 'Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!' Said little Wilhelmine. 'Nay. . .nay. . .my little girl,' quoth he,
Página 45 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by: And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Página 46 - twas a famous victory. "My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly; So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head.
Página 8 - And in at the windows, and in at the door, And through the walls helter-skelter they pour, And down from the ceiling, and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below, And all at once to the Bishop they go.
Página 174 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities, I, day by day, Would wear away ; Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.
Página 44 - IT wAS a summer evening; Old Kaspar's work was done. And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round. Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found. That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And...
Página 37 - And a clearer one never was seen; There is not a wife In the West country But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne. An oak and an...
Página 47 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ?" Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Página 37 - Now, art thou a bachelor, stranger ?" quoth he ; " For an if thou hast a wife, The happiest draught thou hast drank this day, That ever thou didst in thy life. " Or has thy good woman, if one thou hast, Ever here in Cornwall been ? For an if she have, I'll venture my life, She has drank of the Well of St. Keyne." " I have left a good woman who never was here...
Página 168 - You are old, Father William," the young man cried ; " The few locks which are left you are gray ; You are hale, Father William, — a hearty old man : Now tell me the reason, I pray.