Metrical Tales and Other Poems

Robert Southey

Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1805 - 201 էջ

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• Sonnet: 5
• Gods Judgment on a Bishop: 13
• A Ballad of a young man that: 21
• St Romuald: 32
• Bishop Bruno: 40
• St Gualberto: 48
• Ximal poca: 69
• Lucretia: 77
• The Hurons Address to: 83
• Song of the Araucans during: 89
• The Old Chikkasah to: 95
• GooseberryPie A Pindaric: 143
• The Death of Wallace: 149
• The Dead Friend: 155
• To a Spider: 163
• The Ebb Tide: 170
• The Last of the Family: 177
• The Wedding: 184

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Էջ 47 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene.' 'Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!' Said little Wilhelmine. 'Nay. . .nay. . .my little girl,' quoth he, ‎

Էջ 44 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done; And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round...‎

Էջ 45 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.‎

Էջ 46 - twas a famous victory. "My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly; So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head.‎

Էջ 173 - Thus, though abroad perchance I might appear Harsh and austere, To those who on my leisure would intrude Reserved and rude, Gentle at home amid my friends I'd be, Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.‎

Էջ 8 - And in at the windows, and in at the door, And through the walls helter-skelter they pour, And down from the ceiling, and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below, And all at once to the Bishop they go.‎

Էջ 174 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities, I, day by day, Would wear away ; Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.‎

Էջ 47 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ?" Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he, ‎

Էջ 6 - Another came running presently, And he was as pale as pale could be, Fly ! my lord bishop, fly ! quoth he, Ten thousand rats are coming this way — The Lord forgive you for yesterday...‎

Էջ 6 - Another came running presently, And he was pale as pale could be. "Fly, my lord bishop, fly!" quoth he, "Ten thousand rats are coming this way, The Lord forgive you for yesterday!" "I'll go to my tower on the Rhine...‎

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• Վերնագիր: Metrical Tales and Other Poems
• Հեղինակ: Robert Southey
• Հրատարակիչ: Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1805
• Original from: Կալիֆորնիայի համալսարան
• Digitized: 6 Դեկտեմբեր 2007
• Length: 201 էջ