Transactions of the Woolhope Naturalists' Field Club

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1888

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Side 188 - But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne. An oak and an elm tree stand beside, And behind does an ash tree grow, And a willow from the bank above Droops to the water below. A traveller came to the Well of St. Keyne...
Side 188 - For from cock-crow he had been travelling, And there was not a cloud in the sky. He drank of the water so cool and clear, For thirsty and hot was he ; And he sat down upon the bank, Under the willow tree.
Side 206 - With light and heat refulgent. Then thy sun Shoots full perfection through the swelling year: And oft thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks; And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve, By brooks and groves, in hollow-whispering gales.
Side 184 - WE must resign ! Heaven his great soul doth claim In storms, as loud as his immortal fame : His dying groans, his last breath shakes our isle; And trees, uncut, fall for his funeral pile; About his palace their broad roots are tost Into the air.
Side 188 - You drank of the Well, I warrant, betimes ? " He to the Cornish-man said ; But the Cornish-man smiled as the Stranger spake, And sheepishly shook his head: — " I hastened, as soon as the wedding was done, And left my Wife in the porch ; But i' faith she had been wiser than me, For she took a bottle to church.
Side 184 - The Lord gave and the Lord hath taken away, and blessed be the name of the Lord.
Side 188 - I have left a good woman who never was here," The Stranger he made reply ; " But that my draught should be the better for that, I pray you answer me why." •• St. Keyne," quoth the Cornish-man, " many a time Drank of this crystal Well; And, before the angel summoned her, She laid on the water a spell, — '• If the Husband, of this gifted Well Shall drink before his Wife, A happy man thenceforth is he, For he shall be Master for life ; — •• But, if the Wife should drink of it first, God...
Side 216 - ... drink at every pore The spirit of the season. Some silent laws our hearts will make, Which they shall long obey: We for the year to come may take Our temper from to-day. And from the blessed power that rolls About, below, above, We'll frame the measure of our souls: They shall be tuned to love. Then come, my Sister ! come, I pray, With speed put on your woodland dress; And bring no book: for this one day We'll give to idleness.
Side 63 - On Christmas eve the mass was sung ; That only night, in all the year, Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear. The damsel donned her kirtle sheen ; The hall was dressed with holly green ; Forth to the wood did merry men go, To gather in the mistletoe.
Side 188 - Now art thou a bachelor, stranger ?" quoth he, " For an if thou hast a wife, The happiest draught thou hast drank this day That ever thou didst in thy life. " Or has thy good woman, if one thou hast, Ever here in Cornwall been ? For an if she have, I'll venture my life She has drank of the Well of St. Keyne." " I have left a good woman who never was here...

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