„Thomas The Rhymer”
True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank; A ferlie he spied wi' his e'e; And there he saw a ladye bright Come riding down by the Eildon Tree. Şedea pe-un mal, în Huntly, Thomas Şi-l cuprindea mare mirare; Pe …
True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank; A ferlie he spied wi' his e'e; And there he saw a ladye bright Come riding down by the Eildon Tree. Şedea pe-un mal, în Huntly, Thomas Şi-l cuprindea mare mirare; Pe …
Happy, ye leaves! when as those lily hands, Which hold my life in their dead-doing might, Shall handle you, and hold in love’s soft bands, Like captives trembling at the victor’s sight. And happy lines! on which, with …
'Why does your sword so drip with blood, Edward, Edward? Why does your sword so drip with blood? And why so sad are ye, O?' 'O, I have killed my hawk so good, Mother, mother: O I have …
In the merry month of May, In a morn by break of day Forth I walk’d by the woodside Whenas May was in his pride; There I spyed all alone, Phyllida and Corydon. Much ado there was, God …
The soote season, that bud and bloom forth brings, With green hath clad the hill and eke the vale: The nightingale with feathers new she sings; The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, …
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washed it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. Vain man, said …
When Robin Hood was about twenty years old, With a hey down down and a down He happend to meet Little John, A jolly brisk blade, right fit for the trade, For he was a lusty young man. …
The king sits in Dunfermline town Drinking the blude-red wine; 'O whare will I get a skeely skipper To sail this new ship o' mine?'În turnul Dumferling stă riga, Cu roşu vin s-adapă: - „Vreau un năier isteţ, …
Off an ancient story Ile tell you anon, Of a notable prince that was called King Iohn, In England was borne, with maine and with might; Hee did much wrong and mainteined litle right. Povestea veche ce veţi …
My lute, awake! perform the last Labour that thou and I shall waste, And end that I have now begun; For when this song is said and past, My lute, be still, for I have done. Lăută, haide …
My maister Bukton, whan of Crist our kyng Was axed what is trouthe or sothfastnesse, He nat a word answerde to that axing, As who saith, “No man is al trewe,” I gesse. And therfore, though I highte …
Swarte-smeked smethes, smattered with smoke, Drive me to deth with den of here dintes: Swich nois on nightes ne herd men never, What knavene cry and clattering of knockes! The cammede kongons cryen after 'Col! Col!' And blowen …
The Percy out of Northumberland, An avow to God made he That he would hunt in the mountains Of Cheviot within days three, In the maugre of doughty Douglas, And all that e’er with him be. Sir Percy …
There was twa sisters in a bowr, Edinburgh, Edinburgh There was twa sisters in a bowr, Stirling for ay There was twa sisters in a bowr, There came a knight to be their wooer. Bonny Saint Johnston stands …
I have a yong suster Fer beyonden the se, Many be the drowryes That she sente me. Am, hăt peste mare, O soră, şi-ades Simboluri de dragoste Ea mi-a trimes.
Once this world was so steadfast and so stable That a man’s word was his obligation, And now it is so false and mutable, That word and deed, in their conclusion, Are unalike, for so turned upside down …
There came a ghost to Margret‘s door, With many a grievous groan, And ay he tirled at the pin, But answer made she none. Gemea un duh fără-ncetare La-al nopţii ceas ascuns Şi-n darn clintea din ivăr – …
Madame, you are of all beauty the shrine Within the circle of the mappamund; For as the crystal glorious you shine, And like ruby are your cheeks round. And therewith you’re so merry and jocund That at a …
First Booke. Canto I. Cartea întâia. Cântul I. A gentle Knight was pricking on the plaine, Ycladd in mightie armes and silver shielde, Wherein old dints of deepe woundes did remaine, The cruell markes of many' a bloody …
Shattered are the high statutes of heaven, which were created to endure eternally; for I see that the seven shining gods can wail and weep and suffer, even as a mortal creature on earth. Alas! Where can this …
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