English and Scottish Ballads, 第 17 卷

Francis James Child
Houghton, Osgood, 1858

大家的评论 - 撰写书评



其他版本 - 查看全部



第35页 - Lo, yonder doth Earl Douglas come, His men in armour bright ; Full twenty hundred Scottish spears All marching in our sight ; All men of pleasant Teviotdale, Fast by the river Tweed...
第25页 - But I would yield to Earl Douglas, Or Sir Hugh the Montgomery, if he were here." As soon as he knew it was Montgomery, He struck his sword's point in the gronde ; The Montgomery was a courteous knight, And quickly took him by the honde.
第36页 - Earl Douglas on his milk-white steed, Most like a baron bold, Rode foremost of his company, Whose armour shone like gold. " Show me," said he, " whose men you be, That hunt so boldly here ; That, without my consent, do chase And kill my fallow-deer.
第240页 - But no way could relieve his wants ; Yet, if that he would stay Within her kitchen, he should have What scullions gave away. When he had heard with bitter tears, He made his answer then ; ' In what I did, let me be made Example to all men. I will return again,' quoth he, ' Unto my Regan's court ; She will not use me thus, I hope, But in a kinder sort.
第20页 - But up spake proud Lord Percy then, And O but he spake hie ! I am the lord of this castle, My wife's the lady gay. ' If thou'rt the lord of this castle, Sae weel it pleases me, For, ere I cross the Border fells, The tane of us shall die.
第288页 - The seconde, to tell him, without any doubt, How soone he may ride this whole world about ; And at the third question I must not shrinke, But tell him there truly what he does thinke.
第36页 - And thus in rage did say : Ere thus I will out-braved be, One of us two shall die : I know thee well, an earl thou art, Lord Percy, so am I. But trust me, Percy, pity...
第23页 - He belted on his guid braid sword, And to the field he ran ; But he forgot the helmet good, That should have kept his brain. When Percy wi' the Douglas met, I wat he was fu' fain ! They swakked their swords, till sair they swat, And the blood ran down like rain.
第12页 - thy crueltie ; I charge thee to do so. " Sith needs thou wilt thy forfeit have, Which is of flesh a pound, See that thou shed no drop of bloud, Nor yet the man confound.
第290页 - And then your grace need not make any doubt, But in twenty-four hours you'll ride it about.