The Merrie Days of England: Sketches of the Olden TimeW. Kent & Company, 1859 - 160 ページ |
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... SWORD PLAY CANTERBURY PILGRIMS 99 66 ΤΟΙ THE OLD ABBEYS OF ENGLAND III THE OLD CASTLES OF ENGLAND 120 BARONIAL FEASTS 128 WANDERING MINSTRELS 135 CHRISTMAS - TIDE - 149 DRAWN BY THE COTTAGE HOMES OF ENGLAND . Birket Foster.
... SWORD PLAY CANTERBURY PILGRIMS 99 66 ΤΟΙ THE OLD ABBEYS OF ENGLAND III THE OLD CASTLES OF ENGLAND 120 BARONIAL FEASTS 128 WANDERING MINSTRELS 135 CHRISTMAS - TIDE - 149 DRAWN BY THE COTTAGE HOMES OF ENGLAND . Birket Foster.
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... sword at their belt , a buckler scarce a span , Who struck below the knee , not counted there a man : All made of Spanish yew , their bows were wondrous strong : They not an arrow drew , but was a cloth - yard long . * And of these ...
... sword at their belt , a buckler scarce a span , Who struck below the knee , not counted there a man : All made of Spanish yew , their bows were wondrous strong : They not an arrow drew , but was a cloth - yard long . * And of these ...
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... swords on their broad bucklers , Were broke fast into their hands . Nor can we narrate all his facetious frolics with the old Bishop of Hereford : - When Robin Hood took the bishop by the hand , And bound him fast to a tree ; And made ...
... swords on their broad bucklers , Were broke fast into their hands . Nor can we narrate all his facetious frolics with the old Bishop of Hereford : - When Robin Hood took the bishop by the hand , And bound him fast to a tree ; And made ...
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... swords , and bucklers , that had borne many shrewde blows ; And an old frize coat , to cover his worship's trunk hose , And a cup of old sherry , to comfort his copper nose . With a good old fashion , when Christmasse was come , To call ...
... swords , and bucklers , that had borne many shrewde blows ; And an old frize coat , to cover his worship's trunk hose , And a cup of old sherry , to comfort his copper nose . With a good old fashion , when Christmasse was come , To call ...
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... Come forth , knights and efquires , come forth ! " In obedience to the fummons , the combatants placed themselves in the lifts , " each These tournaments were armed with a pointless sword having the 88 Joufts and Tournaments .
... Come forth , knights and efquires , come forth ! " In obedience to the fummons , the combatants placed themselves in the lifts , " each These tournaments were armed with a pointless sword having the 88 Joufts and Tournaments .
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abbeys abbot Adam Bell againſt alſo amid anceſtors bagpipes ballads barons beſt birds Biſhop brave caftle Canterbury cauſe Charles Mackay charms cheerful Christmas cloſe cottage cuſtom days of England deſcribed doth Earl Epicurus faid fair fays fhould fing firſt fiſh fome fong foreſt fport fuch fword golden green hall harp harvest hath hawk heart himſelf hofpitality holy honour horfes horſes hounds houſe hunting Izaak Walton Joseph Nash Juliana Berners king knights ladies gay Laft laſt Little John lords and ladies manfions maſter May-pole merrie days merrie England minstrels mirth mistletoe moſt mufic muſt never noble o'er old Engliſh paftimes perfon pilgrims play pleaſant pleaſure praiſe preſent preſerved Queen Robin Hood ſay ſcene ſeaſon ſee ſhall ſhe shepherds ſhow sing Sir John Holland ſkill ſmall ſome song ſport ſtill tell thee thefe themſelves theſe thoſe thou thouſand tournament tree uſe village whoſe
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16 ページ - 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.
144 ページ - 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...
16 ページ - So many hours must 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...
19 ページ - 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...
19 ページ - Hovering o'er the wanton face Of these pastures, where they come, Striking dead both bud and bloom : Therefore, from such danger lock Every one his loved flock; And let your dogs lie loose without, Lest the wolf come as a scout From the mountain, and, ere day, Bear a lamb or kid away; Or the crafty thievish fox Break upon your simple flocks. To secure...
3 ページ - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves ; And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves.
85 ページ - 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.
146 ページ - And, would the noble Duchess deign To listen to an old man's strain, Though stiff his hand, his voice though weak, He thought even yet, the sooth to speak, That, if she loved the harp to hear, He could make music to her ear.
122 ページ - Below me trees unnumbered rise, Beautiful in various dyes: The gloomy pine, the poplar blue, The yellow beech, the sable yew, The slender fir, that taper grows, The sturdy oak with broad-spread boughs; And beyond the purple grove, Haunt of Phillis, queen of love! Gaudy as the opening dawn, Lies a long and level lawn On which a dark hill, steep and high, Holds and charms the wandering eye!
9 ページ - 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.