An Essay on the Archæology of Our Popular Phrases and Nursery Rhymes, Volume 1Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, Green & Company, 1837 - English language |
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... quoth he , with a hepe of chapmen , I rose when they were at rest , and rifled their MALES . * Died . That was no restitucion , quoth Repentance , but robers POPULAR PHRASES . 109.
... quoth he , with a hepe of chapmen , I rose when they were at rest , and rifled their MALES . * Died . That was no restitucion , quoth Repentance , but robers POPULAR PHRASES . 109.
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John Bellenden Ker. That was no restitucion , quoth Repentance , but robers theft ; Thou hadst been better worthy been hanged therfore Than for all that thou hast here shewed . I toke rifling for restitucion , quoth he , for I never red ...
John Bellenden Ker. That was no restitucion , quoth Repentance , but robers theft ; Thou hadst been better worthy been hanged therfore Than for all that thou hast here shewed . I toke rifling for restitucion , quoth he , for I never red ...
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... quoth Pierce But ye arise ye rethers , and rape ye te werl Shall no graine that groweth glad you at ned And though ye dye for dole , the devil have " " At the wrestling , and at the wake , And the chief Chantours AT THE NALE . " " And ...
... quoth Pierce But ye arise ye rethers , and rape ye te werl Shall no graine that groweth glad you at ned And though ye dye for dole , the devil have " " At the wrestling , and at the wake , And the chief Chantours AT THE NALE . " " And ...
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... quoth he , may have my make * in pece I ne wretche nought howe longe that ye st Let eche of ' hem be soleine al their lyve ; This is my rede t , sens thei may not acord The shorte lesson nedith not recorde . * Mate . + Say , speec " Ye ...
... quoth he , may have my make * in pece I ne wretche nought howe longe that ye st Let eche of ' hem be soleine al their lyve ; This is my rede t , sens thei may not acord The shorte lesson nedith not recorde . * Mate . + Say , speec " Ye ...
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... quoth she , by my salvacion , I nevir was er now , widow ne wife , Sompnid unto your court in all my life ; Ne nevir n ' as I but of body trewe ; Unto the devil rough and BLAKE of hew Geve I thy body . " The Friars Tale . - CHAUCER ...
... quoth she , by my salvacion , I nevir was er now , widow ne wife , Sompnid unto your court in all my life ; Ne nevir n ' as I but of body trewe ; Unto the devil rough and BLAKE of hew Geve I thy body . " The Friars Tale . - CHAUCER ...
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Common terms and phrases
Anglo-Saxon appearance ARCHEOLOGY Bede belong chance CHAUCER contraction cunning daer distress drunk Dutch ellipsis evidently evil explained expression fool foul French friar Gauw grete grounded Grouw guit hach haest head heel Heer heet Heeten hell hence hiet Hoeve houde Huif IDEM ijse implying import intermutating Italian Jack Jack Ketch JOHNSON knah labour language Latin literally look Lord maer means mede meé mind monk mood nature never noise once original form original phrase pain paragogical participle present Pasquinade person in question potential mood præterite priest pronounced quoth regard rogue rouw schie seer sense shews sounds stick subjunctive subjunctive mood substantive suspect t'el term thema ther thing thou tion travesty turn Tuyf utter verb Voer voeren whence wijse word
Popular passages
Page 278 - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king!
Page 270 - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
Page 264 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
Page 277 - Little Boy Blue, Come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, The cow's in the corn. Where is the boy Who looks after the sheep? He's under the haycock Fast asleep.
Page 253 - Hey, my kitten, hey, my kitten, And hey, my kitten, my deary ! Such a sweet pet as this Was neither far nor neary. Here we go up, up, up, And here we go down, down, down, And here we go backwards and forwards, And here we go round, round, roundy.
Page 274 - There was an old woman, and what do you think? She lived upon nothing but victuals and drink; Victuals and drink were the whole of her diet, And yet this old woman would never be quiet.
Page 251 - The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown: The Lion beat the Unicorn all round the town. Some gave them white bread, some gave them brown: Some gave them plum-cake and drummed them out of town.
Page 146 - The sun and day shall sooner part, Than love or you shake off my heart ; The sun, that shall no more dispense His own, but your bright influence. I'll carve your name on barks of trees...
Page 283 - TAFFY WAS A WELSHMAN Taffy was a Welshman, Taffy was a thief, Taffy came to my house, and stole a piece of beef.
Page 271 - GIRLS and boys, come out to play, The moon doth shine as bright as day; Leave your supper, and leave your sleep, And come with your playfellows into the street. Come with a whoop, come with a call, Come with a good will or not at all.