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ancient antiquity applied Attercop bairn balk Ballad barley Bizon Blash Boucher bread Brockett Bruce cakes called canny castle cattle Celt Chaucer Chaucer,—The church coal cock common copies printed corn creil crooked Cumberland derived Dialect Durham edition English etymology etymon expression female formerly frumenty Gael Germ Gloss Glossary ground Hence hill hinny horse Ital Jamieson keel keelmen Knight's Tale land language Lord Lyndsay's Three Estaitis means milk Newcastle Newcastle upon Tyne noise North Country Words North of England Northern Northumberland old word origin perhaps person Piers Plowman Plowman probably pronounced pronunciation Pure Saxon Saxon says Scotch Scotland Scots Scottish Language sense Shakspeare sheep signifies sort stone Su.-Got Supp supposed Swed Tale term Teut thai ther thing thou Todd Todd's John Todd's Johnson Tyne verb villenage vulgar Welsh wood Yorkshire
第xiii页 - Gaelic, to which is prefixed a Compendium of Gaelic Grammar. Compiled and published under the Direction of the Highland Society of Scotland. 2 vols.
第62页 - MY JO. JOHN Anderson my jo, John, When we were first acquent ; Your locks were like the raven, Your bonnie brow was brent ; But now your brow is beld, John Your locks are like the snaw ; But blessings on your frosty pow, John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi...
第154页 - Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again. This is that very Mab, That plats the manes of horses in the night; And bakes the elf-locks in foul sluttish hairs, Which, once untangled, much misfortune bodes.
第48页 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
第190页 - O gin my love were yon red rose That grows upon the castle wa', And I mysel' a drap o' dew, Into her bonnie breast to fa' ! Oh, there beyond expression blest. I'd feast on beauty a' the night ; Seal'd on her silk-saft faulds to rest, Till fley'd awa' by Phoebus
第23页 - BALL-MONEY. Money demanded of a marriage company, and given to prevent their being maltreated. In the North it is customary for a party to attend at the church gates, after a wedding, to enforce this claim. The gift has received this denomination, as being originally designed for the purchase of a foot-ball.
第49页 - BooN»DAYs, days works, which the tenants of some manors are obliged or bound to perform for the benefit of their lord gratis. Vast quantities of land in the northern counties, particularly in Cumberland, are held under lords of manors by customary tenure, subject to the payment of fines and heriots, and the performance of various duties and services on the boon days.
第223页 - HOBTHRUST, a local spirit, famous for whimsical pranks. In some farm-houses a cock and bacon are boiled on Fassers-eve (Shrove Tueeday); and if any person neglect to eat heartily of this food, Hobthrust is sure to amuse himself at night with cramming him up to the mouth with bigg-chaff. According to Grose, he is supposed to haunt woods only — Hob of hurst.
第171页 - Then the foolishe people they looke, they stare, they laugh, they fleere, and mount upon formes and pewes, to see these goodly pageauntes, solemnized in this sort.
第165页 - But gae ye up to Otterbourne, And, wait there dayis three, And, if I come not ere three dayis end, A fause knight ca ye me.' 'The Otterbourne's a bonnie burn; "Tis pleasant there to be; But there is nought at Otterbourne To feed my men and me. ' The deer rins wild on hill and dale, The birds fly wild from tree to tree; But there is neither bread nor kale To fend my men and me. 'Yet I will stay at Otterbourne, Where you shall welcome be; And, if ye come not at three dayis end, A fause lord I'll ca...