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57 ページ - The first line that Sir Patrick red, A loud lauch lauched he; The next line that Sir Patrick red, The teir blinded his ee. "O wha is this has don this deid, This ill deid don to me, To send me out this time o' the yeir, To sail upon the se!
220 ページ - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise— Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
45 ページ - OI fear ye are poisond, Lord Randal, my son! OI fear ye are poisond, my handsome young man! " " O yes! I am poisond; mother, make my bed soon, For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wald lie down.
59 ページ - You crave one kiss of my claycold lips; But my breath smells earthy strong; If you have one kiss of my claycold lips, Your time will not be long. " 'Tis down in yonder garden green, Love, where we used to walk, The finest flower that ere was seen Is withered to a stalk. "The stalk is withered dry, my love, So will our hearts decay; So make yourself content, my love, Till God calls you away.
38 ページ - It begins in the fifth act of the play. You may read it twothirds through without guessing what it is about ; and yet, when you come to the end, it is impossible not to understand the whole story.
24 ページ - Hoch bäumte sich, wild schnob der Rapp' Und sprühte Feuerfunken; Und hui war's unter ihr hinab Verschwunden und versunken. Geheul, Geheul aus hoher Luft, Gewinsel kam aus tiefer Gruft. Lenorens Herz, mit Beben, Rang zwischen Tod und Leben. Nun tanzten wohl bei Mondenglanz, Rundum herum im Kreise, Die Geister einen Kettentanz Und heulten diese Weise: »Geduld!
123 ページ - Saies, Stable thy steed, thou proud harper, Saies, Stable him in the stalle ; It doth not beseeme a proud harper To stable him in a kyngs halle. My ladde he is so lither...
86 ページ - There he drew out a fayr brode arrowe ; Hys bowe was great and longe ; He set that arrowe in his bowe, That was both styffe and stronge ; He prayed the people that was there, That they would styll stande : 640 For he that shooteth for such a wager, Behoueth a stedfast hand.
40 ページ - Now, sister, rede ye mee; O sall I marrie the nut-browne bride, And set Fair Annet free?" "I'se rede ye tak Fair Annet, Thomas, And let the browne bride alane; Lest ye sould sigh, and say, Alace, What is this we brought hame!" "No, I will tak my mither's counsel, And marrie me owt o hand; And I will tak the nut-browne bride, Fair Annet may leive the land." Up then rose Fair Annet's father, Twa hours or it wer day, And he is gane unto the bower Wherein Fair Annet lay. "Rise up, rise up, Fair Annet,"...