Kritische Schriften, Band 2

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Seite 22 - And bids thee sometimes thinke on her, Who loved thee so deare. And here shee sends thee a ring of golde The last boone thou mayst have, And biddes thee weare it for her sake, When she is layde in grave.
Seite 22 - Whan, lo ! he beheld fair Emmelines page Come trippinge downe the dale. The Child of Elle he hyed him thence, Y-wis he stoode not stille, And soone he mette faire Emmelines page Come climbing up the hille.
Seite 23 - Sith her father hath chose her a new, new love, And forbidde her to think of thee. Her father hath brought her a carlish knight, Sir John of the north countraye, And within three dayes shee must him wedde, Or he vowes he will her slaye.
Seite 22 - And stood at his garden pale, Whan, lo! he beheld fair Emmelines page Come trippinge downe the dale. The Child of Elle he hyed him thence, Y-wis he stoode not stille...
Seite 376 - Notice des tableaux des écoles primitives de l'Italie, de l'Allemagne et de plusieurs autres tableaux de différentes écoles exposés dans le grand salon du Musée royal ouvert le 25 juillet 1814.
Seite 23 - Nowe hye thee backe, thou little foot-page, And greet thy ladye from mee, And telle her that I her owne true love Will dye, or sette her free. Nowe hye thee backe, thou little foot-page, And let thy fair ladye know This night will I bee at her bowre-windowe. Betide me weale or woe.
Seite 25 - All this beheard her owne damselle, In her bed whereas shee ley, Quoth shee, My lord shall knowe of this, Soe I shall have golde and fee. Awake, awake, thou baron bolde! Awake, my noble dame! Your daughter is fledde with the Child of Elle To doe the deede of shame. The baron he woke, the baron he rose, And called his merrye men all: "And come thou forth, Sir John the knighte, Thy ladye is carried to thrall.
Seite 22 - Emmelines page Come climbing up the hille. Nowe Christe thee save, thou little foot-page, Now Christe thee save and see ! Oh telle me how does thy ladye gaye, And what may thy tydinges bee?
Seite 25 - At lengthe she sprang upon her knee, And held his lifted hand. Pardon, my lorde and father deare, This faire yong knyght and mee : Trust me, but for the carlish knyght, I never had fled from thee. Oft have you called your Emmeline Your darling and your joye ; O let not then your harsh resolves Your Emmeline destroye.
Seite 24 - And thrice he claspde her to his breste, And kist her tenderlie : The tears that fell from her- fair eyes Ranne like the fountayne free.

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