Yorkshire Legends and Traditions: As Told by Her Ancient Chroniclers, Her Poets, and Journalists, Volume 2 |
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Yorkshire Legends and Traditions: As Told by Her Ancient Chroniclers, Her ... Thomas Parkinson, MD No preview available - 2016 |
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Page 169 - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go — (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of...
Page 77 - Lay me a green sod under my head, And another at my feet, And lay my bent bow by my side, Which was my music sweet, And make my grave of gravel and green, Which is most right and meet.
Page 29 - Ye would answer, whosoever it were. In way of company. It is said of old, soon hot, soon cold, And so is a woman; Wherefore I to the wood will go, Alone, a banished man.
Page 170 - Point after point ; till on to dawn, when dreams Begin to feel the truth and stir of day, To me, methought, who waited with a crowd, There came a bark that, blowing forward, bore King Arthur, like a modern gentleman Of stateliest port ; and all the people cried, ' Arthur is come again : he cannot die.
Page 144 - Tis now the very witching time of night When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.
Page 86 - From hag-bred Merlin's time have I Thus nightly revell'd to and fro, And for my pranks men call me by The name of Robin Good-fellow.
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Page 24 - It standeth so: a deed is do Whereof much harm shall grow; My destiny is for to die A shameful death, I trow; Or else to flee. The one must be. None other way I know, But to withdraw as an out-law, And take me to my bow. Wherefore, adieu, my own heart true! None other rede I can: For I must to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
Page 85 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength; And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Page 84 - Through keyholes we do glide; Over tables, stools and shelves, We trip it with our fairy elves. And if the house be foul...