Oh, it was not so much to chase the deer Or to brush the dew away, That the baron had left his downy couch, And mounted his courser gray. The baron he loved a maiden bright, Yet she was of lowly race, And he rode to meet her at break of day, As though... Rhyme, Romance and Revery - Стр. 134авторы: John Bolton Rogerson - 1840 - Страниц: 403Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
| 1843 - Страниц: 604
...chase. The baron he spurr'd his goodly steed, And rode with ini^ht and main ; And when he had ridden u mile or two, A deer sprang o'er the plain. Then drew the baron bis fatal bow, Swift Hew Ihe feathery dart ; The arrow it miss'd the bounding deer, but it picrc'd... | |
| 1844 - Страниц: 836
...meet her at break of day, As though he had follow'd the chase. The baron he spurred his goodly stead, And rode with might and main , And when he had ridden...fatal bow, Swift flew the feathery dart ; The arrow it rniss'd the bounding deer, But it pierc'd hie true love's heart ! The knight he leap'd from his foaming... | |
| John Bolton Rogerson - 1859 - Страниц: 408
...dew away, That the baron had left his downy couch, And mounted his courser grey. The baron he loved a maiden bright, Yet she was of lowly race, And he rode...it pierc'd his true-love's heart ! • The knight he leap'd from his foaming horse, And clasp'd unto his breast The dying form of the lovely maid, And... | |
| John Harland - 1865 - Страниц: 632
...though he had follow'd the chase. The baron he spurr'd his goodly steed, And rode with might and main ; Then drew the baron his fatal bow, Swift flew the...dart ; The arrow it miss'd the bounding deer, But it pierced his true love's heart ! The baron leap'd from his foaming horse, And clasp'd unto his breast... | |
| Lancashire lyrics - 1866 - Страниц: 342
...dew away, That the baron had left his downy couch, And mounted his courser gray. The baron he loved a maiden bright, Yet she was of lowly race, And he rode...dart ; The arrow it miss'd the bounding deer, But it pierced his true love's heart ! The baron leap'd from his foaming horse, And clasp'd unto his breast... | |
| John Harland - 1866 - Страниц: 344
...dew away, That the baron had left his downy couch, And mounted his courser gray. The baron he loved a maiden bright, Yet she was of lowly race, And he rode...dart; The arrow it miss'd the bounding deer, But it pierced his true love's heart! The baron leap'd from his foaming horse, And clasp'd unto his breast... | |
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