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 88
... Grete hundis [ in the greues ] full gladly gan gaa . Thus thies gomes , thay ga in greuys so grene , 60 And boldly blawes rechayse , And folowes faste one the trase , With many sergaunte of mace , Swylk solauce to sene . IV . - 5 ...
... Grete hundis [ in the greues ] full gladly gan gaa . Thus thies gomes , thay ga in greuys so grene , 60 And boldly blawes rechayse , And folowes faste one the trase , With many sergaunte of mace , Swylk solauce to sene . IV . - 5 ...
الصفحة 89
... grete ! " 85 90 VI . 1. they sembled . ' 2. ' within schaghes schene . ' 3. ' Al bot . ' 6. ' and of barber . ' 9. ' meve if I mote . ' 12. Thereof the King . ' VII . 1. ' Thus to fote ar thei faren . ' 2. And fleen fro the fforest to ...
... grete ! " 85 90 VI . 1. they sembled . ' 2. ' within schaghes schene . ' 3. ' Al bot . ' 6. ' and of barber . ' 9. ' meve if I mote . ' 12. Thereof the King . ' VII . 1. ' Thus to fote ar thei faren . ' 2. And fleen fro the fforest to ...
الصفحة 90
... grete ! " . " At this gaste , " quod Schir Gaweayne ,, " greue gowe no more , I salle speke with zone spyrete , In zone wayes so wete , If I maye the bales bete , Of zone body bare . " IX . Bare was hir body , and blake to the bane ...
... grete ! " . " At this gaste , " quod Schir Gaweayne ,, " greue gowe no more , I salle speke with zone spyrete , In zone wayes so wete , If I maye the bales bete , Of zone body bare . " IX . Bare was hir body , and blake to the bane ...
الصفحة 91
... grete grewhundes were agayste , for that grym bere , The birdes on the bewes , That one that gaste g [ lo ] wes , Thay clyme in the clewes , That hedows when thay here . XI . 125 Who that myghte that hedows see , hendeste in haulle ...
... grete grewhundes were agayste , for that grym bere , The birdes on the bewes , That one that gaste g [ lo ] wes , Thay clyme in the clewes , That hedows when thay here . XI . 125 Who that myghte that hedows see , hendeste in haulle ...
الصفحة 94
... grete mervelle it es , That thi burlyche body es blakenede so bare ! " I bare the of my body ; whate bote es to lye ? Be that to takenynge thou trowe , I brake a solempne a - vowe , That none wyste bot I , and thowe , And therfore dole ...
... grete mervelle it es , That thi burlyche body es blakenede so bare ! " I bare the of my body ; whate bote es to lye ? Be that to takenynge thou trowe , I brake a solempne a - vowe , That none wyste bot I , and thowe , And therfore dole ...
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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 23 - I am bot ane mad man, that thow hes heir met, I haue na myster to matche with maisterfull men ; Fairand ouir the feildis, Fewell to fet, And oft fylit my feit in mony foull fen ; Gangand with laidis, my gouerning to get.
الصفحة 170 - For it is not inough to roll in pleasant woordes, nor yet to thunder in Rym, Ram, Ruff, by letter (quoth my master Chaucer) nor yet to abounde in apt vocables, or epythetes, unlesse the Invention have in it also aliquid salis.
الصفحة 329 - Knaifatica coff misknawis him sell, Quhen he gettis in a furrit goun : Grit Lucifer, maister of hell, Is nocht sa helie as that loun ; As he cummis brankand throw the toun.
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 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 140 - Would it not be pardonable, from such instances as these, to suppose it at least probable, that Thomas Rymour was really the original author of this romance ; and that, in order to give a sanction to his predictions, which seem all to have been calculated, in one way or other, for the service of his country, he pretended to an intercourse with the Queen of Elfland, as Numa Pompilius did with the nymph Egeria ? Such an intercourse, in the days of True Thomas, was accounted neither unnatural nor uncommon.
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.