The Minstrel's Lay; and Other Poems ...

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Side 83 - All murder'd : for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
Side 105 - Witness those rings and roundelays Of theirs, which yet remain, Were footed in Queen Mary's days On many a grassy plain; But since of late, Elizabeth And, later, James came in, They never danced on any heath As when the time hath been.
Side 6 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands, that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or wak'd to ecstacy the living lyre.
Side 105 - Thropes and bernes, shepenes and dairies, This maketh that ther ben no faeries : For ther as wont to walken was an elf, Ther walketh now the limitour himself, In undermeles and in morweninges, And sayth his Matines and his holy thinges, As he goth in his limitatioun.
Side 87 - Witness this present prison, whither fate Could bear me, and the joys I quit. Thou caua'dst the guilty to be loosed From bands wherein are innocents enclosed, Causing the guiltless to be strait reserved, And freeing those that death had well deserved, But by her envy can be nothing wrought, So God...
Side 105 - Who live as changelings ever since, For love of your demaines. At morning and at evening both You merry were and glad, So little care of sleepe and sloth, These prettie ladies had.
Side 105 - IN olde dayes of the king Artour, Of which that Bretons speken gret honour, All was this lond fulfilled of faerie; The Elf-quene, with hire joly compagnie, Danced ful oft in many a grene mede. This was the old opinion as I rede; I speke of many hundred yeres ago; But now can no man see non elves mo...
Side 109 - every one who employs me shall always find me punctual ; for I am a man of honour, sir, and to convince you I would not forfeit it, the gentleman whom I have just sent home by your own order, gave me fifty pistoles to make an end of you. Now I, although he is dead and cannot call me to...
Side 108 - ... of mountains. The road, however, was bad, the horses worse, and the bare-footed post-boys shouted in vain as we ascended higher and higher. At last we entered a thickly wooded glen, and, after following it for half-an-hour, we reached the monastery of Tismana, the most beautiful on the Carpathians. The date of its foundation and the name of its founder are unknown, as it is the most ancient establishment in Wallachia ; it was repaired in the year 1366, by Radu Negru, whose Roman Catholic princess...
Side 109 - That it was not an action any person of honour would be guilty of, and that it was as much beneath a bravo to turn poisoner, as it would be for a...

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