Histoire de la conquete de l'Angleterre par les Normands, de ses causes et de ses suites jusqua̓̀ nos jours, en Angleterre, en Écosse, en Irlande et sur le continent, Volumes 3-4L. Hauman et Compe., 1835 - Great Britain |
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Page 353 - This Moor he had but ae daughter, Her name was called Susie Pye ; And every day as she took the air, Near Beichan's prison she passed by.
Page 378 - Then with a dozen of his lords To Nottingham he rode : When he came there, he made good cheer, And took up his abode. He having staid there some time, But had no hopes to speed, He and his lords, with one accord, All put on monk's weeds.
Page 386 - And mony ane sings o' grass, o' grass, And mony ane sings o' corn ; And mony ane sings o' Robin Hood, Kens little whare he was born.
Page 386 - But gin my daughter be dead or sick, Or yet be stown awa, I mak a vow, and I'll keep it true, I'll hang ye ane and a ! " They sought her back, they sought her fore, They sought her up and down ; They got her in the gude green wood, Nursing her bonny young son. He took the bonny boy in his arms, And kist him tenderlie ; Says, " Though I would your father hang, Your mother's dear to me.
Page 355 - She's gotten the keys of the prison strong, And she has set young Beichan free. She's gi'en him to eat the good spice-cake...
Page 194 - Regnault s'arma dans l'avant-cour; et, prenant une hache des mains d'un charpentier qui travaillait, il frappa contre la porte pour l'ouvrir ou la briser. Les gens de la maison, entendant les coups de hache, supplièrent le primat de se réfugier dans l'église, qui communiquait à son appartement par un cloître ou une galerie; il ne le voulut point; et on allait l'entraîner de force, quand un des assistants fit remarquer que l'heure de vêpres avait sonné. Puisque c'est l'heure de mon devoir...
Page 379 - I am very glad, says Robin Hood, That I have met you here ; Come, before we end, you shall, my friend, Taste of our green- wood cheer. The king he then did marvel much, And so did all his men ; They thought with fear, what kind of cheer, Robin would provide for them. Robin took the king's horse by the head, And led him to his tent : Thou wouldst not be so us'd, quoth he, But that my king thee sent. Nay, more than that...
Page 382 - I am the king, thy sovereign king, That appears before you all : " When Robin saw that it was he, Strait then he down did fall. " Stand up again," then said the king, " I'll thee thy pardon give ; Stand up, my friend ; who can contend, When I give leave to live ? " So they are all gone to Nottingham, All shouting as they came : But when the people them did see, They thought the king was slain ; And for that cause...
Page 195 - ... avec de grandes instances, de se mettre en sûreté dans l'église souterraine, ou de monter l'escalier par lequel, à travers beaucoup de détours, on parvenait au faîte de l'édifice. Ces deux conseils furent repoussés aussi positivement que les premiers. Pendant ce temps, les hommes armés s'avançaient; une voix cria : "Où est le traître ?
Page 358 - I'll try to think no more on thee." " O never, never, Susie Pye, For surely this can never be ; Nor ever shall I wed but her That's done and dree'd so much for me." Then out and spak the forenoon bride — " My lord, your love it changeth soon ; This morning I was made your bride, And another chose ere it be noon.