Robin Hood: Ballads and Songs Relating to that Celebrated Outlaw

Bell and Daldy, S. Low, 1862 - 336 Seiten

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Seite xii - How use doth breed a habit in a man ! This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, Tune my distresses, and record
Seite xi - They say, he is already in the forest of Arden, and a many merry men with him ; and there they live like the old Robin Hood of England. They say, many young gentlemen flock to him every day ; and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.
Seite 103 - Robin was reachles on a roote, And stumbled at that tyde; And Guy was quicke and nimble with-all, And hitt him ore the left side. "Ah, deere Lady," sayd Robin Hood tho, "Thou art but mother and may'; I think it was never mans destinye To dye before his day.
Seite xiii - But he hath heard some talk of him and Little John ; And to the end of time, the tales shall ne'er be done, Of Scarlock, George a Green, and Much the miller's son, Of Tuck the merry friar, which many a sermon made In praise of Robin Hood, his outlaws, and their trade.
Seite 166 - As Robin Hood next morning stood Amongst the leaves so gay, There did he espy the same young man Come drooping along the way. The scarlet he wore the day before It was clean cast away ; And at every step he fetched a sigh,
Seite 240 - WHEN Robin Hood was about twenty years old, With a hey down, down, and a down, He happen'd to meet Little John, A jolly brisk blade, right fit for the trade, For he was a lusty young man. Tho...
Seite 244 - There's no one shall wrong thee, friend, be not afraid; These bowmen upon me do wait; There's threescore and nine; if thou wilt be mine, Thou shalt have my livery strait.
Seite 168 - I have no money, then quoth the young man, No ready gold nor fee, But I will swear upon a book Thy true servant for to be. " How many miles is it to thy true love ? Come tell me without guile." By the faith of my body, then said the young man, It is hut five little mile.
Seite 251 - There are twelve months in all the year, As I hear many say, But the merriest month in all the year Is the merry month of May. Now...
Seite 151 - He is welcome to me," then said Little John, " I hope he will honestly pay ; I know he has gold, if it be but well told, Will serve us to drink a whole day.

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