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Allen-a-Dale ancient ap John ap arms bade band Barnard Barnard Castle battle beneath Bertram blood bold brand brave breast Brignall brow CANTO Castle cheek cliff dark death Denzil desperate Don Roderick dread Earl Earl of Newcastle English Erin's fair fate fear fell fierce fight fire flame gallant gave glade glance Greta grey hall of Cynddylan Hallowtide hand harp hast hath hear heard heart heaven heir honour horse Irish King knew land light look Lord loud Lunedale maid Matilda midwife minstrel mood Mortham ne'er nigh night Note o'er O'Neale Oswald pale pride Ralph Rokeby Risingham river Greta Rokeby's scene Scottish Highlanders seem'd shade Sir Thomas Fairfax sire slain soul sound Spain Stanmore steed stern stood sword tale Tanist Tanistry Tees thee thine thou tower turn'd Twas VIII wild Wilfrid wont wood Wycliffe Wycliffe's Young Redmond youth
Page 135 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, " A weary lot is thine ! " To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, " And press the rue for wine ! " A lightsome eye, a soldiers mien, " A feather of the blue, " A doublet of the Lincoln green,— " No more of me you knew,
Page 210 - Let dimpled Mirth his temples twine With tendrils of the laughing vine ; The manly oak, the pensive yew, To patriot and to sage be due ; The myrtle bough bids lovers live, But that Matilda will not give ; Then, Lady, twine no wreath for me, Or twine it of the cypress tree ! Let merry England proudly
Page 122 - Yet mickle must the maiden dare, " Would reign my Queen of May ! XVIII. " Maiden! a nameless life I lead, " A nameless death I'll die; " The fiend, whose lantern lights the mead, " Were better mate than I! " And when I'm with my comrades met, " Beneath the greenwood bough, " What once we were we all forget, .
Page 368 - friend Mr Wordsworth's lines:— . the good old rule Sufficeth them ; the simple plan, That they should take who have the power, And they should keep who can. Note VII. His plaited hair in elf-locks spread,
Page 367 - after the death of one of their chiefe lords or captaines, " they doe presently assemble themselves to a place generally " appointed and knowne unto them, to choose another in his " stead, where they do nominate and elect, for the most part " not the eldest sonne, nor any of the children of the lord
Page 211 - Her blended roses, bought so dear ; Let Albin bind her bonnet blue With heath and hare-bell dipp'd in dew ; On favoured Erin's crest be seen The flower she loves of emerald green — But, Lady, twine no wreath for me, Or twine it of the cypress tree. Strike the wild harp, while maids
Page 121 - I read you for a bold Dragoon, " That lists the tuck of drum."— " I list no more the tuck of drum, " No more the trumpet hear; " But when the beetle sounds his hum, . " My comrades take the spear. CHOEUS. " And, O ! though Brignall banks be fair, " Yet mickle must the maiden dare,
Page 212 - But, O Matilda, twine not now ! Stay till a few brief months are past, And I have look'd and loved my last! When villagers my shroud bestrew With pansies, rosemary, and rue,— Then, Lady, weave a wreath for me, And weave it of the cypress tree. XIV.
Page 367 - any, or the next cousin, or so forth, as any is elder in that " kindred or sept; and then next to them doe they choose " the next of the blood to be Tanist, who shall next succeed " him in the said captainry, if he live thereunto.
Page 474 - with slain, the earth bedrench'd with blood ! LI. Then Zaragoza—blighted be the tongue That names thy name without the honour due ! For never hath the harp of Minstrel rung, Of faith so felly proved, so firmly true ! Mine, sap, and bomb, thy shatter'd ruins knew, Each art of war's extremity had room, Twice from thy