Select Remains of the Ancient Popular and Romance Poetry of ScotlandDavid Laing, John Small W. Blackwood and Sons, 1885 - 411 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة vii
... tell you what it is . David Laing is still a very young man ; but Wastle tells me ( and so far as I have had occasion to see , he is quite correct in doing so ) that he possesses a truly wonderful degree of skill and knowledge in almost ...
... tell you what it is . David Laing is still a very young man ; but Wastle tells me ( and so far as I have had occasion to see , he is quite correct in doing so ) that he possesses a truly wonderful degree of skill and knowledge in almost ...
الصفحة 9
... tell ; The wind blew out of the Eist stiflie and sture , The d [ rift ] 1 durandlie draif in mony deip dell ; Sa feirslie fra the firmament , sa fellounlie it fure , Thair micht na folk hald na fute on the heich fell ; 15 In point thay ...
... tell ; The wind blew out of the Eist stiflie and sture , The d [ rift ] 1 durandlie draif in mony deip dell ; Sa feirslie fra the firmament , sa fellounlie it fure , Thair micht na folk hald na fute on the heich fell ; 15 In point thay ...
الصفحة 10
... tell me thy richt name , for the Rude lufe ? " 45 He sayis , " Men callis me Rauf Coilgear , as I weill wait , I leid my life in this land with mekle vnrufe , Baith tyde and tyme in all my trauale ; Hine ouir seuin mylis I dwell , And ...
... tell me thy richt name , for the Rude lufe ? " 45 He sayis , " Men callis me Rauf Coilgear , as I weill wait , I leid my life in this land with mekle vnrufe , Baith tyde and tyme in all my trauale ; Hine ouir seuin mylis I dwell , And ...
الصفحة 16
... tell gif ze wald , Quhair is thy maist wynning ? " said the Coilgear . " Out of weir , " said the King , " I wayndit neuer to tell ; With my Lady the Quene , In office maist haue I bene , All thir geiris fyftene , In the Court for to ...
... tell gif ze wald , Quhair is thy maist wynning ? " said the Coilgear . " Out of weir , " said the King , " I wayndit neuer to tell ; With my Lady the Quene , In office maist haue I bene , All thir geiris fyftene , In the Court for to ...
الصفحة 19
... tell me now , lelely , quhat is thy richt name ? I will forget the morne , and ony man me greif . " " Wymond of the Wardrop , I bid not to lane , 310 Tak gude tent to my name , the Court gif thow will preif ; " 314 " That I haue said ...
... tell me now , lelely , quhat is thy richt name ? I will forget the morne , and ony man me greif . " " Wymond of the Wardrop , I bid not to lane , 310 Tak gude tent to my name , the Court gif thow will preif ; " 314 " That I haue said ...
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الصفحة 228 - Which th' earth brings forth; and wet he seemed in sight With waves, through which he waded for his love's delight. Then came fair May, the fairest maid on ground, Decked all with dainties of her season's pride, And throwing flowers out of her lap around...
الصفحة 210 - A dungeon horrible on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed ; yet from those flames No light ; but rather darkness visible, Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell ; hope never comes, That comes to all ; but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
الصفحة 139 - In the introduction to the prophecies, however, there is so much more fancy and elegance than in the prophecies themselves, that they can hardly be supposed to be the composition of the same person. Indeed, the internal evidence to the contrary almost amounts to a proof that they are not...
الصفحة 12 - To the Coiljearis hous baith, or thay wald blin, The Carll had Cunning weill quhair the gait lay ; " Vndo the dure beliue ! Dame, art thow in ? Quhy Deuill makis thow na dule for this euill day ? 95 For my Gaist and I baith cheueris with the chin, Sa fell ane wedder feld I neuer, be my gude fay.
الصفحة 28 - Thair was na leid on lyfe lent in this land." " Quhat kin a fallow was that ane, Schir, I the pray ? " " Ane man in husband weid, Buskit busteously on breid, Leidand Coillis he jeid 595 To Paris the way." XLviI. " Quhy hes thow not that husband brocht as I the bad ? I dreid me, sa he dantit the, thow durst not with him deill.
الصفحة xi - To sing in the praises of Sage Bannatyne, Who left such a treasure of old Scottish lore, As enables each age to print one volume more. One volume more, my friends — one volume more, "Well ransack old Banny for one volume more.
الصفحة 39 - that word lykis me, And Christ his sweit Sone, that the that grace send." Thay swoir on thair swordis swyftlie all thre, And conseruit thame freindis to thair lyfis end, 950 Euer in all trauell to leif and to die.
الصفحة 35 - He foundis throw his forcenes gif he micht him se ; He straik the steid with the spurris, he sprent on the bent. Sa hard ane cours maid thay, That baith thair hors deid lay, Thair speiris in splenders away 815 Abufe thair heid sprent.
الصفحة 37 - I se be my sicht, For to confound our Cristin men that counteris sa kene ; Tell me thy name tyte, thow trauelland Knicht ! Fy on thy fechting ! fell hes thow bene, Thow art stout and strang, and stalwart in fecht, 875 Sa is thy fallow in faith, and that is weill sene ; In Christ and thow will trow, thow takis nane outray.
الصفحة 29 - ane gift heir I geif; I deuise at the get thair is ane allane, Bot he be lattin in beliue, him lykis not to leif ; With ane capill and twa creillis cassin on the plane, To cum to this Palice he preissis to preif.