Ancient Songs: From the Time of King Henry the Third, to the Revolution ...Joseph Ritson J. Johnson, 1790 - 332 pagina's |
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Pagina ii
... must be evident to every perfon in any de- gree converfant with the hiftory of thofe times . If there- for , by " Ancient English Minstrels , " we are to under- ftand a body of our own countrymen who united the arts of poetry and mufic ...
... must be evident to every perfon in any de- gree converfant with the hiftory of thofe times . If there- for , by " Ancient English Minstrels , " we are to under- ftand a body of our own countrymen who united the arts of poetry and mufic ...
Pagina vi
... must therefore presume them to have paffed as an appendage or appurtenance to the whores and letchers , for whofe diverfion this refpectable order of men , " who united the arts of poetry and mufic , and fung verfes to the harp of their ...
... must therefore presume them to have paffed as an appendage or appurtenance to the whores and letchers , for whofe diverfion this refpectable order of men , " who united the arts of poetry and mufic , and fung verfes to the harp of their ...
Pagina x
... must be confeffed , a dis- tinct idea of the character he defcribes ; but it is evi- dently of a character that exifted only in the imagination of those who contrived the device or pageant in which he is introduced , and who had met ...
... must be confeffed , a dis- tinct idea of the character he defcribes ; but it is evi- dently of a character that exifted only in the imagination of those who contrived the device or pageant in which he is introduced , and who had met ...
Pagina xi
... must doe as I am commanded of thefe lords that I beare the armes of . And Sir king , wit you well that Sir Dinadan , a knight of the round table , made this fong , and he made me to fing it before you . Thou faieft well , faid king ...
... must doe as I am commanded of thefe lords that I beare the armes of . And Sir king , wit you well that Sir Dinadan , a knight of the round table , made this fong , and he made me to fing it before you . Thou faieft well , faid king ...
Pagina xiii
... must be evident , that they were not fingers to the harp . Skelton , laureat , treats the character with the utmost contempt : ( 3 ) Hawkins's Hift . Mufic , ii . 107. - Wayghtes were players on hautboys or other pipes during the night ...
... must be evident , that they were not fingers to the harp . Skelton , laureat , treats the character with the utmost contempt : ( 3 ) Hawkins's Hift . Mufic , ii . 107. - Wayghtes were players on hautboys or other pipes during the night ...
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Pagina lxvi - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Pagina 179 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.
Pagina lxix - Go from my window, love, go ; Go from my window, my dear ! The wind and the rain Will drive you back again ; You cannot be lodged here.
Pagina 181 - Hark ! hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary-buds begin to ope their golden eyes ; With everything that pretty is — My lady sweet, arise : Arise, arise.
Pagina 224 - Her lips were red, and one was thin, Compar'd to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly) ; But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face; I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July.
Pagina 225 - Marched boldly up, like our trained band, Presented, and away. When all the meat was on the table, What man of knife or teeth was able To stay to be entreated ? And this the very reason was, Before the parson could say grace The company was seated.
Pagina lxvii - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Pagina 223 - Her finger was so small, the ring Would not stay on, which they did bring, It was too wide a peck : And to say truth (for out it must) It looked like the great collar (just) About our young colt's neck.
Pagina lviii - Brome, brome on hill, The gentle brome on hill, hill: Brome, brome on Hive hill, The gentle brome on Hive hill, The brome standes on Hive hill a.
Pagina xxi - Percy out of Northumberland, And a vow to God made he, That he would hunt in the mountains Of Cheviot, within days three, In the maugre of doughty Douglas, And all that ever with him be. The fattest harts in all Cheviot He said he would kill, and carry them away ; " By my faith," said the doughty Douglas again, " I will let that hunting if that I may.