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Pagina 53
... leave of that noble Ladie Jane Grey , to whom I was exceding moch beholdinge . Hir parentes , the Duke and the Duches , with all the houshould , Gentlemen and Gentlewomen , were huntinge in the Parke : I founde her , in her Chamber ...
... leave of that noble Ladie Jane Grey , to whom I was exceding moch beholdinge . Hir parentes , the Duke and the Duches , with all the houshould , Gentlemen and Gentlewomen , were huntinge in the Parke : I founde her , in her Chamber ...
Pagina 55
... Leave off the brytlyng of the dear , he sayde , And to your bowys look ye tayk good heed ; For never sithe ye wear on your mothars borne Had ye never so mickle need . The dougheti Dogglas on a stede He rode att his men beforne ; His ...
... Leave off the brytlyng of the dear , he sayde , And to your bowys look ye tayk good heed ; For never sithe ye wear on your mothars borne Had ye never so mickle need . The dougheti Dogglas on a stede He rode att his men beforne ; His ...
Pagina 65
... never spake more words than these , " Fight on , my merry men all ; For why , my life is at an end ; Lord Percy sees my fall . " Then leaving liffe , Erle Percy tooke The dead man 5 CHAP . III . 65 MODERN BALLAD OF CHEVY CHASE .
... never spake more words than these , " Fight on , my merry men all ; For why , my life is at an end ; Lord Percy sees my fall . " Then leaving liffe , Erle Percy tooke The dead man 5 CHAP . III . 65 MODERN BALLAD OF CHEVY CHASE .
Pagina 66
Then leaving liffe , Erle Percy tooke The dead man by the hand ; And said , " Erle Douglas , for thy life Wold I had lost my land . O Christ ! my verry hart doth bleed With sorrow for thy sake ; For sure , a more redoubted knight ...
Then leaving liffe , Erle Percy tooke The dead man by the hand ; And said , " Erle Douglas , for thy life Wold I had lost my land . O Christ ! my verry hart doth bleed With sorrow for thy sake ; For sure , a more redoubted knight ...
Pagina 76
... leave her desolate , But with her went along , as a strong gard Of her chast person , and a faythfull mate Of her sad troubles and misfortunes hard : Still , when she slept , he kept both watch and ward ; And , when she wakt , he wayted ...
... leave her desolate , But with her went along , as a strong gard Of her chast person , and a faythfull mate Of her sad troubles and misfortunes hard : Still , when she slept , he kept both watch and ward ; And , when she wakt , he wayted ...
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