A Book of Poetry Illustrative of English History ...: The Tudors & StuartsG. Dowse Macmillan & Company, 1908 |
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... noble King , Keep your fidelity . ' The water runs swift and wondrous deep , From bottom unto the brim ; My brother Henry hath men good enough ; England is hard to win . ' 10 10 15 ' Away , ' quoth he , ' with this PERKIN WARBECK 3 1513 ...
... noble King , Keep your fidelity . ' The water runs swift and wondrous deep , From bottom unto the brim ; My brother Henry hath men good enough ; England is hard to win . ' 10 10 15 ' Away , ' quoth he , ' with this PERKIN WARBECK 3 1513 ...
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... noble , squire like knight , As fearlessly and well ; Till utter darkness closed her wing O'er their thin host and wounded king . Then skilful Surrey's sage commands 85 Led back from strife his shattered bands ; And from the charge they ...
... noble , squire like knight , As fearlessly and well ; Till utter darkness closed her wing O'er their thin host and wounded king . Then skilful Surrey's sage commands 85 Led back from strife his shattered bands ; And from the charge they ...
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... noble earl , The noblest earl in the North Countrie . Earl Percy is into his garden gone , 60 5 And after him walks his fair ladye : ' I heard a bird sing in my ear That I must either fight or flee . ' ' Now heaven forefend , my dearest ...
... noble earl , The noblest earl in the North Countrie . Earl Percy is into his garden gone , 60 5 And after him walks his fair ladye : ' I heard a bird sing in my ear That I must either fight or flee . ' ' Now heaven forefend , my dearest ...
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... noble lord , And whatsoever to him you hight , I would not have you break your word . ' ' Gramercy , Christopher , my son , Thy counsel well it liketh me , And if we speed and ' scape with life , Well advancéd shalt thou be . 50 55 60 ...
... noble lord , And whatsoever to him you hight , I would not have you break your word . ' ' Gramercy , Christopher , my son , Thy counsel well it liketh me , And if we speed and ' scape with life , Well advancéd shalt thou be . 50 55 60 ...
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... noble Neville came , 85 90 95 The earl of Westmoreland was he ; At Wetherby they mustered their host , Thirteen thousand fair to see . 100 Lord Westmoreland his ancient raised , The Dun Bull he raised on high ; And three dogs with ...
... noble Neville came , 85 90 95 The earl of Westmoreland was he ; At Wetherby they mustered their host , Thirteen thousand fair to see . 100 Lord Westmoreland his ancient raised , The Dun Bull he raised on high ; And three dogs with ...
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Angel Gabriel ARMADA battle BATTLE OF NASEBY bold bonnet of Bonny Bonny Dundee brave broken Cavaliers Charles coward Cromwell crown dare decks defeated devil Devon Drake DRAKE'S DRUM drum Duke Dun Bull Earl Edited by J. H. England English fair Fairfax famous victory fell fifty-score strong fight fire FIRE OF LONDON Flodden Field fought gallant galleons glory hang hath head heart heaven Henry Henry VIII hills honour horse J. H. FOWLER James JOHN MILTON King enjoys King H land lero Lero lero Lilli burlero London Long Parliament Lord Lord Bothwell Marston Moor masts noble North Norton numbers o'er Plymouth Hoe poem praise Prince Queen quoth ride ROBERT BLAKE ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER round Rupert sailed Saint Scotland Scots Scottish Ship after ship Sir Beville Sir Nicholas Sir Richard Grenville slain Spain sword thee thou tower twas wave wede whole night long wind
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29 psl. - And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three. Ship after ship, the whole night long, their high-built galleons came, Ship after ship, the whole night long, with her battle-thunder and flame; Ship after ship, the whole night long, drew back with her dead and her shame. For some were sunk and many were shatter'd, and so could fight us no more — God of battles, was ever a battle like this in the world before...
55 psl. - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who, through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast plough'd...
20 psl. - Aurigny's isle, At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many a mile. At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace; And the tall Pinta, till the noon, had held her close in chase. Forthwith a guard at every gun was placed along the wall; The beacon blazed upon the roof of Edgecumbe's lofty hall ; Many a light fishing-bark put out to pry along the coast, And with loose rein and bloody spur rode inland many a post.
21 psl. - Night sank upon the dusky beach, and on the purple sea, Such night in England ne'er had been, nor e'er again shall be. From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford Bay. That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly war-flame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head...
11 psl. - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
69 psl. - But everybody said," quoth he, "that 'twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, yon little stream hard by; they burnt his dwelling to the ground, and he was forced to fly: so with his wife and child he fled, nor had he where to rest his head.
20 psl. - Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down. So stalked he when he turned to flight, on that famed Picard field, Bohemia's plume, and Genoa's bow, and Caesar's eagle shield.
41 psl. - CAPTAIN or colonel, or knight in arms, Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize, If deed of honour did thee ever please, Guard them, and him within protect from harms. He can requite thee, for he knows the charms That call fame on such gentle acts as these, And he can spread thy name o'er lands and seas, Whatever clime the sun's bright circle warms. Lift not thy spear against the Muses...
68 psl. - IT wAS a summer evening; Old Kaspar's work was done. And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round. Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found. That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old...
53 psl. - Did clap their bloody hands. He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene: But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try. Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head, Down as upon a bed.