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 208 - 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 226 - 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 327 - 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 137 - 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 203 - Sa suld we do our god of micht, That did all for us mak ; quhilk fullely to deid wes dicht for sinfull manis saik ; Sa suld we do both day and nycht, With prayaris to him mak.
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 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 201 - And fawcht with him his awin persoun, And tuke him presoneir; And kest him in his awin dungeoun, Allane withouttin feir, With hungir, cauld and confusioun, 55 As full weill worthy weir. Syne brak the bour, had hame the bricht Unto hir fadir deir; Sa evill wondit was the knycht That he behuvit...
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 32 - He thristit in throw thame, and thraly can thring, Fast to the formest he foundit in feir ; Sone besyde him he gat ane sicht of the Nobill King.