Popular Tales and Fictions: Their Migrations and Transformations, Volume 1W. Blackwood and Sons, 1887 - 1000 pagine |
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Popular Tales and Fictions: Their Migrations and Transformations, Volume 1 William Alexander Clouston Visualizzazione completa - 1887 |
Popular Tales and Fictions: Their Migrations and Transformations, Volume 1 William Alexander Clouston Visualizzazione completa - 1887 |
Popular Tales and Fictions: Their Migrations and Transformations, Volume 1 William Alexander Clouston Visualizzazione completa - 1887 |
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Pagina 41 - Thy servant kept his father's sheep, and there came a lion and a bear, and took a lamb out of the flock. And I went out after him, and smote him and delivered it out of his mouth ; and when he arose against me, I caught him by his beard, and smote him, and slew him. Thy servant slew both the lion and the bear ; and this uncircumcised Philistine shall be as one of them, seeing he hath defied the armies of the living God.
Pagina 291 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Pagina 220 - twixt Now and Then! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands, How lightly then it flashed along: — Like those trim skiffs, unknown of yore, On winding lakes and rivers wide, That ask no aid of sail or oar, That fear no spite of wind or tide ! Nought cared this body for wind or weather When Youth and I lived in't together.
Pagina 292 - Then came the Holy One, blessed be He ! And killed the Angel of Death, That killed the butcher, That slew the ox, That drank the water, That quenched the fire, That burned the staff, That beat the dog, That bit the cat, That ate the kid That my father bought For two pieces of money: A kid, a kid.
Pagina 295 - AN old woman was sweeping her house, and she found a little crooked sixpence. " What," said she, " shall I do with this little sixpence ? I will go to market, and buy a little pig.
Pagina 290 - That lay in the house that Jack built. This is the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog, That worried the cat, That killed the rat, That ate the malt, That lay in the house that Jack built.
Pagina 351 - And the LORD God said, It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him.
Pagina 296 - As soon as the cat had lapped up the milk, the cat began to kill the rat ; the rat began to gnaw the rope ; the rope began to hang the butcher ; the butcher began to kill the ox ; the ox began to drink the water ; the water began to quench the fire ; the fire began to burn the stick ; the stick began to beat the dog ; the dog began to bite the pig ; the little pig in a fright jumped over the stile; and so the old woman got home that night." * Or haymakers, proceeding thus in the stead of the rest...
Pagina 361 - Edith's eyes, Nor wanted hope to gain the prize, Could ladies look within...
Pagina 358 - Da Luan, Da Mort, Da Luan, Da Mart, Da Luan, Da Mort"; then there would be a moment's pause, and then the round of melody went on again. Lusmore listened attentively, scarcely drawing his breath lest he might lose the slightest note. He now plainly perceived that the singing was within the moat; and though at first it had charmed him so much, he began to get tired of hearing the same round sung over and over so often without any change; so availing himself of the pause when the "Da Luan, Da Mort"...