The Merrie Days of England: Sketches of the Olden TimeW. Kent & Company, 1859 - 160 էջ |
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... Letters and Ornaments designed by HARRY ROGERS and T. MACQUOID . The Drawings by JOSEPH NASH , copied upon Wood by J. F. SKILL . THE MERRIE DAYS OF ENGLAND . COTTAGE HOMES . 0000000000000 COTTAGE HOMES OF ENGLAND PAGK.
... Letters and Ornaments designed by HARRY ROGERS and T. MACQUOID . The Drawings by JOSEPH NASH , copied upon Wood by J. F. SKILL . THE MERRIE DAYS OF ENGLAND . COTTAGE HOMES . 0000000000000 COTTAGE HOMES OF ENGLAND PAGK.
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... woods , by vagrant brooklets , gay With lilies and forget - me - nots , By mills , whose white sails smoothly spin- Scenes that might be contentment's realm- We reach our cheerful village inn ; But pass we first the village elm . It ...
... woods , by vagrant brooklets , gay With lilies and forget - me - nots , By mills , whose white sails smoothly spin- Scenes that might be contentment's realm- We reach our cheerful village inn ; But pass we first the village elm . It ...
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... wood side , Where as May was in his pride , I espied all alone Phillida and Corydon . Much adoe there was , God wot : He wold love and she wold not ; She sayde never man was trewe ; He sayes none was false to you . He sayed he had lovde ...
... wood side , Where as May was in his pride , I espied all alone Phillida and Corydon . Much adoe there was , God wot : He wold love and she wold not ; She sayde never man was trewe ; He sayes none was false to you . He sayed he had lovde ...
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... being on May - day at the Bishop of London's wood , in the parish of Stebonheath ( Stepney ) , and having there a worshippful dinner for themselves and other com- FNJINT 1941 moners , Lydgate the poet , that was ΙΟ May Day .
... being on May - day at the Bishop of London's wood , in the parish of Stebonheath ( Stepney ) , and having there a worshippful dinner for themselves and other com- FNJINT 1941 moners , Lydgate the poet , that was ΙΟ May Day .
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... woods perhaps may shake , But blustering care could never tempest make , Nor murmurs e'er come nigh us , Save of fountains that glide by us . Here's no fantastic masque or dance , But of our Shepherds and Shepherdeffes . 15.
... woods perhaps may shake , But blustering care could never tempest make , Nor murmurs e'er come nigh us , Save of fountains that glide by us . Here's no fantastic masque or dance , But of our Shepherds and Shepherdeffes . 15.
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The Merrie Days of England: Sketches of the Olden Time Edward McDermott (of Camberwell, Eng.?) Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1859 |
The Merrie Days of England: Sketches of the Olden Time Edward McDermott (of Camberwell, Eng.?) Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1859 |
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Էջ 16 - O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run: How many make the hour full complete, How many hours bring about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live.
Էջ 148 - 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.
Էջ 146 - THE way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old ; His withered cheek, and tresses gray. Seemed to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the bards was he. Who sung of Border chivalry; For, well-a-day ! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead ; And he, neglected and oppressed, Wished to be with them, and at rest...
Էջ 19 - Shepherds all, and maidens fair, Fold your flocks up, for the air 'Gins to thicken, and the sun Already his great course hath run. See the dew-drops how they kiss Every little flower that is; Hanging on their velvet heads, Like a rope of crystal beads...
Էջ 16 - I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young ; So many weeks ere the poor fools will...
Էջ 3 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves ; And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves.
Էջ 85 - Come live with me, and be my love, And we will some new pleasures prove, Of golden sands, and crystal brooks, With silken lines, and silver hooks.
Էջ 60 - AN old song made by an aged old pate, Of an old worshipful gentleman, who had a greate estate, That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate, And an old porter to relieve the poor at his gate ; Like an old courtier of the queen's, And the queen's old courtier.
Էջ 68 - Waken, lords and ladies gay." Waken, lords and ladies gay, To the green-wood haste away; We can show you where he lies, Fleet of foot and tall of size; We can show the marks he made, When 'gainst the oak his antlers frayed; You shall see him brought to bay, "Waken, lords and ladies gay.
Էջ 9 - Nay! not so much as out of bed; When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful hymns; 'tis sin, Nay, profanation to keep in, When as a thousand virgins on this day Spring, sooner than the lark, to fetch in May.