Ballads and Lyrical Pieces

James Ballantyne and Company, 1806 - 180 páginas

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Página 180 - wildered he drops from some cliff huge in stature, And draws his last sob by the side of his dam.
Página 28 - Then changed, I trow, was that bold baron's brow From the dark to the blood-red high; ' Now, tell me the mien of the knight thou hast seen, For, by Mary, he shall die!' 'His arms shone full bright in the beacon's red light; His plume it was scarlet and blue ; On his shield was a hound in a silver leash bound, And his crest was a branch of the yew.
Página 179 - How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber ? When the wind waved his garment, how oft didst thou start ? How many long^ days and long weeks didst thou number, Ere he faded before thee, the friend of thy heart ? And...
Página 80 - TRUE THOMAS lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi' his ee ; And there he saw a ladye bright, Come riding down by the Eildon tree. Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hung fifty siller bells and nine.
Página 26 - And many a word that warlike lord Did speak to my lady there ; But the rain fell fast, and loud blew the blast, And I heard not what they were.
Página 31 - she cried, ' For the holy Virgin's sake ! ' — ' Lady, I know who sleeps by thy side ; But, lady, he will not awake. 'By Eildon-tree, for long nights three, In bloody grave have I lain ; The mass and the death-prayer are said for me, But lady, they are said in vain.
Página 158 - Still the fair horseman anxious pleads ; The black, wild whooping, points the prey : — Alas ! the Earl no warning heeds, But frantic keeps the forward way. ' Holy or not, or right or wrong, Thy altar and its rites I spurn ; Not sainted martyrs...
Página 29 - Yet hear but my word, my noble lord! For I heard her name his name ; And that lady bright, she called the knight Sir Richard of Coldinghame." — The bold Baron's brow then changed, I trow. From high blood-red to pale — " The grave is deep and dark — and the corpse is stiff and stark — So I may not trust thy tale. " Where fair Tweed flows round holy Melrose, And Eildon slopes to the plain, Full three nights ago, by some secret foe, That gay gallant was slain. " The varying light deceived thy...
Página 81 - Harp and carp, Thomas," she said; " Harp and carp along wi me; And if ye dare to kiss my lips, Sure of your bodie I will be." — "Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me." — Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. "Now, ye maun go wi...
Página 82 - She mounted on her milk-white steed; She's ta'en true Thomas up behind; And aye, whene'er her bridle rung, The steed flew swifter than the wind. O they rade on, and farther on; The steed gaed swifter than the wind, Until they reached a desert wide.

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