Bishop Percy's Folio Manuscript: Ballads and Romances, Volume 2

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N. Trübner & Company, 1868

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Pagina xvii - in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's mom, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight. The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound,
Pagina 228 - soothe her melancholy? What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover And wring his bosom, is—to die. The
Pagina iv - our Forefathers practised," published his " Ever-Green, being a collection of Scots Poems wrote by the Ingenious before 1600,'' and in the same year " The Tea-Table Miscellany, or a Collection of Scots Sangs, in three volumes.'' All three collections seem to have enjoyed a fair success. Who was the author of the English one is not known. 1
Pagina xiii - Chronicle, who had assigned Goldsmith's ballad to Percy, "and he (as we both considered these things as trifles at best) told me, with his usual goodhumour, the next time I saw him, that he had taken my plan to form the fragments of Shakespeare into a ballad of his own. He then read
Pagina xii - execution. The dismal scene was o'er and past, The lover's mournful hearse retir'd; The maid drew back her languid head, And sighing forth his name expir'd. Such were the pieces whose elegance was to make atonement to the readers of a century ago, for the barbarousness of the other components of the
Pagina 4 - and having by that time consumed all his estate, grew very melancholy (which brought him at length into a consumption), became very poor in body and purse, was the object of charity, went in ragged cloaths (whereas when lie was in his glory he wore cloth of gold
Pagina 4 - was in his glory he wore cloth of gold and silver), and mostly lodged in obscure and dirty places, more befitting the worst of beggars and poorest of servants, &c. . . He died in a very mean lodging in Gunpowder alley near Shoelane, and was buried at the
Pagina xii - her ear; For never yet did Alpine snows, So pale, nor yet so chill appear. With faltering voice she weeping said, Oh! Dawson, monarch of my heart, Think not thy death shall end our loves, For thou and I will never part. Poor Kitty inflexibly witnesses
Pagina 488 - then travelling in the Holy Land, " was descended from the famous Guy of Warwick, whose story they had in books of their own language, invited him to his palace; and royally feasting him presented him with three precious stones of great value, besides divers cloaths of silk and gold given to his servants.
Pagina xviii - Poetry. As I had been from infancy devoted to legendary lore of this nature, and only reluctantly withdrew my attention from the scarcity of materials and the rudeness of those which I possessed, it may be imagined, but cannot be described, with what delight I saw pieces of the same kind

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