Folklore, Volume 16

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Joseph Jacobs, Alfred Trübner Nutt, Arthur Robinson Wright, William Crooke
Folklore Society, 1969 - Folklore
Most vols. for 1890- contain list of members of the Folk-lore Society.
 

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Page 3 - IN THE CHAIR. THE Minutes of the last Annual Meeting were read and confirmed. The...
Page 280 - ... ac velut annoso validam cum robore quercum Alpini Boreae nunc hinc nunc flatibus illinc eruere inter se certant ; it stridor, et altae consternunt terram concusso stipite frondes; ipsa haeret scopulis et quantum vertice ad auras aetherias, tantum radice in Tartara tendit...
Page 414 - ... the true cause of the instability of the tower was its being placed over the den of two immense dragons, whose combats shook the earth above them. The king ordered his workmen to dig beneath the tower, and when they had done so they discovered two enormous serpents, the one white as milk, the other red as fire. The multitude looked on with amazement, till the serpents, slowly rising from their den, and expanding their enormous folds, began the combat, when every one fled in terror, except Merlin,...
Page 58 - Where are those Spaniards, That make so great a boast, O ? They shall eat the grey goose feather, And we will eat the roast, O ; In every land, O, The land, where'er we go.
Page 45 - Not less graphic is the representation of his apparent revolution by swinging a burning tar-barrel round a pole. The custom of throwing blazing discs, shaped like suns, into the air is probably also a piece of imitative magic.
Page 216 - Get up, goodwife, and shake your feathers, And dinna think that we are beggars ; For we are bairns come out to play, Get up and gie's our hogmanay...
Page 58 - For we were up as soon as any day, O! And for to fetch the summer home, The summer and the may, O! For summer is a-come, O! And winter is a-gone, O!
Page 384 - ... made. A boy of great spirit, or else, above all, a great and daring hunter is chosen. Then they go into the bush and call his name. The Nganga cuts down the tree and blood is said to gush forth. A fowl is killed and its blood is mingled with the blood they say comes from the tree.
Page 56 - Unite and unite and let us all unite, For summer is acome unto day, And whither we are going we all will unite, In the merry morning of May.

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