A Paper on Ballad Literature Read at the Manchester Athena Um Debating Society1873 - 43 pages |
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... heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane did to the tither say , Where sall we gang an ' dine the day ? In ahint yon auld fail dyke I wot there lies a new slain knight , And naebody kens that he lies there But his hawk and his hound ...
... heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane did to the tither say , Where sall we gang an ' dine the day ? In ahint yon auld fail dyke I wot there lies a new slain knight , And naebody kens that he lies there But his hawk and his hound ...
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... heard them singly sing , Some querulously high , some softly , sadly low : We know not , what avails to know ? We know not , wherefore should we know ? And still this answer gave they to his suing : We know not , let us do as we are ...
... heard them singly sing , Some querulously high , some softly , sadly low : We know not , what avails to know ? We know not , wherefore should we know ? And still this answer gave they to his suing : We know not , let us do as we are ...
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... heard him say , Truly thou know'st not , and thou need'st not know . Hope , only hope thou , and believe alway ; I also know not , neither seek to know , Only with questionings pass I to and fro , Perplexing those who sleep , and in ...
... heard him say , Truly thou know'st not , and thou need'st not know . Hope , only hope thou , and believe alway ; I also know not , neither seek to know , Only with questionings pass I to and fro , Perplexing those who sleep , and in ...
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... heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane did to the tither say , Where sall we gang an ' dine the day ? In ahint yon auld fail dyke I wot there lies a new slain knight , And naebody kens that he lies there But his hawk and his hound ...
... heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane did to the tither say , Where sall we gang an ' dine the day ? In ahint yon auld fail dyke I wot there lies a new slain knight , And naebody kens that he lies there But his hawk and his hound ...
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... heard them singly sing , Some querulously high , some softly , sadly low : We know not , what avails to know ? We know not , wherefore should we know ? And still this answer gave they to his suing : We know not , let us do as we are ...
... heard them singly sing , Some querulously high , some softly , sadly low : We know not , what avails to know ? We know not , wherefore should we know ? And still this answer gave they to his suing : We know not , let us do as we are ...
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analogy wherewith Arthur Hugh Clough Athenæum auld blaw bonnie bairns Canterbury Tales chidden dancing definition depend describing difference is radical directing your attention doth effect emotion examine Ballad Literature example Faerie Queene feeling fitting expression frae Goethe heart Helen husband Il Penseroso illustration instance Kirconnell knight lassie e'er Lord Macaulay love-songs mental condition Milton mind modern and ancient musical national literature Newhaven Nut-Brown Maid o'er objective school older poet pain whereto perennial in national pieces sma poet's poetry querulously high questioning spirit rest returned apace romances sadly low sall satirical sing Sir Patrick Spens song-writer sorrow speech subjective appreciation synthetically from external tempered by wider tendency Tennyson thought tions tone turned her owre Twa Corbies uncultured unto verse Victorian era water everywhere Whereat the questioning wife Wife of Usher's wooing word ballad young nation find
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Page 5 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before...
Page 12 - There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea. They hadna been a week from her, A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane.
Page 6 - SEE ! the smoking bowl before us, Mark our jovial ragged ring ; Round and round take up the chorus, And in raptures let us sing : CHORUS. A fig for those by law protected ! Liberty's a glorious feast ! Courts for cowards were erected, Churches built to please the priest.
Page 5 - Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere Nor any drop to drink. • The very deep did rot: O Christ! That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Page 7 - Life is all a variorum, We regard not how it goes ; Let them cant about decorum Who have characters to lose, A fig, &c.
Page 21 - The air broke into a mist with bells, The old walls rocked with the crowd and cries. Had I said, " Good folk, mere noise repels — But give me your sun from yonder skies!" They had answered
Page 10 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.
Page 12 - Blow up the fire, my maidens! Bring water from the well! For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well.
Page 11 - I wish I were where Helen lies; Night and day on me she cries; And I am weary of the skies, For her sake that died for me.
Page 11 - Kirconnell lea ; 1 lighted down my sword to draw, I hacked him in pieces sma', I hacked him in pieces sma', For her sake that died for me.