Brownies and Bogles

Voorkant
D. Lothrop, 1888 - 174 pagina's
 

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Pagina 125 - This Puck seems but a dreaming dolt, Still walking like a ragged colt, And oft out of a bush doth bolt, Of purpose to deceive us ; And leading us makes us to stray, Long winter's nights, out of the way ; And when we stick in mire and clay, Hob doth with laughter leave us.
Pagina 127 - As we dance the dew doth fall ; Trip it, little urchins all, Lightly as the little bee, Two by two, and three by three, And about go we, and about go we.2 Jo.
Pagina 129 - Nisi furto sint parata. [We, the Fairies, blithe and antic, Of dimensions not gigantic, Though the moonshine mostly keep us, Oft in orchards frisk and peep us. Stolen sweets are always sweeter, Stolen kisses much completer, Stolen looks are nice in chapels, Stolen, stolen be your apples.
Pagina 126 - Or if they spred no table, set no bread, They should have nips from toe unto the head ; And for the maid that had perform'd each thing, She in the water-pail bad leave a ring.
Pagina 127 - IF ye will with Mab find grace, Set each platter in his place : Rake the fier up, and get Water in, ere sun be set. Wash your pailes, and dense your dairies ; Sluts are loathsome to the fairies ; Sweep your house ; who doth not so, Mab will pinch her by the toe.
Pagina 111 - Ne let hob-goblins, names whose sense we see not, Fray us with things that be not...
Pagina 74 - Woe's me ! woe's me ! The acorn's not yet Fallen from the tree, That's to grow the wood, That's to make the cradle, That's to rock the bairn, That's to grow to the man, That's to lay me.
Pagina 66 - Twixt sleepe and wake, I do them take, And on the key-cold floor them throw : If out they cry, then forth I fly, And loudly laugh out, ho, ho, ho ! When...
Pagina 162 - I heard last week of three fairies having been seen in Zennor very recently. A man who lived at the foot of Trendreen hill, in the valley of Treridge, I think, was cutting furze on the hill. Near the middle of the day he saw one of the small people, not more than a foot long, stretched at full length and fast asleep, on a bank of griglans (heath),* surrounded by high brakes of furze. The man took off his furze cuff, and slipped the little man into it, without his waking up ; went down to the house...
Pagina 164 - e back,' says Bob to the children ; 'my father and mother are come here too.' He then cried out, ' Here I am, mammy ! ' By the time the words were out of his mouth, the little man and woman, with their precious Skillywidden, were nowhere to be seen, and there has been no sight nor sign of them since. The children got a sound thrashing for letting Skillywidden escape.

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