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... roebucks bleeding . The Outlaw came - with a song he came― O'er a brow more brent and bonny The pheasant plume ne'er danced and shone , In a summer morning sunny . The Outlaw came - at his belt , a blade 20 20 JOHNNIE GORDON ,
... roebucks bleeding . The Outlaw came - with a song he came― O'er a brow more brent and bonny The pheasant plume ne'er danced and shone , In a summer morning sunny . The Outlaw came - at his belt , a blade 20 20 JOHNNIE GORDON ,
第22页
... morning cloud , When its song is at the sweetest ; I stay the deer upon Chatsworth lea , When its flight is at the fleetest . There's magic in the wave of her hand , And her dark eye rains those glances , Which fill the best and the ...
... morning cloud , When its song is at the sweetest ; I stay the deer upon Chatsworth lea , When its flight is at the fleetest . There's magic in the wave of her hand , And her dark eye rains those glances , Which fill the best and the ...
第27页
... morning sun and the lovely maid Look'd down on Chatsworth valley . Around the brow of the high green hill The sun's fair beams were twining , And bend and fall of the Derwent stream In golden light were shining . The silver smoke from ...
... morning sun and the lovely maid Look'd down on Chatsworth valley . Around the brow of the high green hill The sun's fair beams were twining , And bend and fall of the Derwent stream In golden light were shining . The silver smoke from ...
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... morning sun and the lovely maid Look'd down on Chatsworth valley . Around the brow of the high green hill The sun's fair beams were twining , And bend and fall of the Derwent stream In golden light were shining . The silver smoke from ...
... morning sun and the lovely maid Look'd down on Chatsworth valley . Around the brow of the high green hill The sun's fair beams were twining , And bend and fall of the Derwent stream In golden light were shining . The silver smoke from ...
第29页
... morning star , And shines while the sun is shining . She and the sun , and all that's sweet , Smile when the grass is hoarest ; And here at her white feet I lay The proud buck of the forest . Now farewell , Chatsworth's woodlands green ...
... morning star , And shines while the sun is shining . She and the sun , and all that's sweet , Smile when the grass is hoarest ; And here at her white feet I lay The proud buck of the forest . Now farewell , Chatsworth's woodlands green ...
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Adam Bruce ain true love asked baron beautiful began bird Boggart bride castle Chatsworth rock count cried crock of gold danced daughter dear door dream dwarf eyes fair father Fayet fell flew frog Gaspar gave girl give glass gold golden Haddon height hair hand head heard heart hill hind horn horse Isabelle Jean Petit John Johnnie Gordon juniper tree king Klas knew lady light lived looked Lord William Mirepoix morning mother Neckar never night Notburga o'er old woman once Outlaw stood Peter Klaus poor princess queen Rambin replied robbers round Rügen San Venza servant seven ravens silver singing sleep Snow-flake soon steed stone stood upon Chatsworth story stream sword tell thee thing thou thought Tim Jarvis toad told took tree underground-people voice wife wish wood young youth
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第150页 - Sigh no more, lady, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever : One foot on sea and one on land, To one thing constant never. Hadst thou been fond, he had been false, And left thee sad and heavy ; For young men ever were fickle found, Since summer trees were leafy.
第149页 - O, do not, do not, holy friar, My sorrow now reprove; For I have lost the sweetest youth That e'er won lady's love. "And now, alas! for thy sad loss I 'll evermore weep and sigh ; For thee I only wished to live, For thee I wish to die.
第148页 - plaining of her pride. "Here bore him barefaced on his bier Six proper youths and tall, And many a tear bedewed his grave Within yon kirkyard wall.
第150页 - Yet stay, fair lady, turn again, And dry those pearly tears; For see, beneath this gown of gray Thy own true-love appears. "Here forced by grief and hopeless love, These holy weeds I sought; And here, amid these lonely walls, To end my days I thought. "But haply, for my year of grace Is not yet passed away, Might I still hope to win thy love, No longer would I stay.
第148页 - Now Christ thee save, thou reverend friar, I pray thee tell to me, If ever at yon holy shrine My true love thou didst see. " And how should I know your true love, From many another one?
第1页 - THE Wildgrave winds his bugle horn, To horse, to horse ! halloo, halloo ! His fiery courser snuffs the morn, And thronging serfs their lord pursue. The eager pack, from couples freed, Dash through the bush, the briar, the brake ; While answering hound, and horn, and steed, The mountain echoes startling wake.
第102页 - Haste, haste ! ply swift and strong the oar ! Haste, haste across the stream ! " Again Lord William heard a cry Like Edmund's drowning scream. " I heard a child's distressful scream," The boatman cried again. " Nay, hasten on— the night is dark, And we should search in vain.
第101页 - When lo ! the voice of loud alarm His inmost soul appals ; " What ho ! Lord William, rise in haste ! The water saps thy walls !" He rose in haste, beneath the walls He saw the flood appear ; It hemm'd him round, 'twas midnight now, No human aid was near. He heard the shout of joy, for now A boat approach'd the wall, And eager to the welcome aid They crowd for safety all. " My boat is small," the boatman cried, " 'Twill bear but one away ; Come in, Lord William, and do ye In God's protection stay.
第87页 - His wishes in this also were answered ; he still dreamed of the same pan of money, in the very same place.
第2页 - The right-hand horseman, young and fair, His smile was like the morn of May ; The left, from eye of tawny glare, Shot midnight lightning's lurid ray. He waved his huntsman's cap on high, Cried, " Welcome, welcome, noble lord ! What sport can earth, or sea, or sky, To match the princely chase, afford ?" — " Cease thy loud bugle's clanging knell," Cried the Fair Youth, with silver voice ; " And for devotion's choral swell, Exchange the rude unhallow'd noise.