Restormel ... The patriot priest, and other verses, by the author of The vale of Lanherne, Issue 759 |
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... voices strange at night , When the Moon doth her lantern light . And hither from the Holy Land Spurr'd Red - Cross Knights , with dinted brand , And shield to match , and lances long That had prick'd Paynims with their prong . Gallant ...
... voices strange at night , When the Moon doth her lantern light . And hither from the Holy Land Spurr'd Red - Cross Knights , with dinted brand , And shield to match , and lances long That had prick'd Paynims with their prong . Gallant ...
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... voice was ravishing to hear , And , when his finger touch'd the lute , Not Blondel might with him dispute The prize for skill ; but in the dance He was a vision of Romance , And Venus , had she seen him glide , Had fled from Mars with ...
... voice was ravishing to hear , And , when his finger touch'd the lute , Not Blondel might with him dispute The prize for skill ; but in the dance He was a vision of Romance , And Venus , had she seen him glide , Had fled from Mars with ...
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... voice was ravishing to hear , And , when his finger touch'd the lute , Not Blondel might with him dispute The prize for skill ; but in the dance He was a vision of Romance , And Venus , had she seen him glide , Had fled from Mars with ...
... voice was ravishing to hear , And , when his finger touch'd the lute , Not Blondel might with him dispute The prize for skill ; but in the dance He was a vision of Romance , And Venus , had she seen him glide , Had fled from Mars with ...
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... voice rang clear , As they went hunting the red deer With hounds almost as large as stags , Through fern and heather , down the crags , Along the springy moorland sweeping , Then over leagues of boulders leaping ; Fording the peat ...
... voice rang clear , As they went hunting the red deer With hounds almost as large as stags , Through fern and heather , down the crags , Along the springy moorland sweeping , Then over leagues of boulders leaping ; Fording the peat ...
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... measure . Then his deep voice , that haply once Might music's grandest phrase pronounce , As from a bowl of brimming wine Pour'd forth each dithyrambic line , And those around the fagots seated The last stave of 36 RESTORMEL .
... measure . Then his deep voice , that haply once Might music's grandest phrase pronounce , As from a bowl of brimming wine Pour'd forth each dithyrambic line , And those around the fagots seated The last stave of 36 RESTORMEL .
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Page 203 - Cornwall. * Lanherne is a highly picturesque spot on the Cornish Coast. Mr. Stokes has sketched its features with a painter's eye and a poetical spirit, giving to them an historical interest, when the subject admits. ART JOURNAL. ' The work, from its intrinsic merits, is worthy of a wide circulation, and will be read with pleasure by all lovers of thoughtful and melodious verse. The illustrations, which are in the first style of lithography, add much to its attractions.
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Page 2 - ... days) for building, and so strong for defence, should in time of secure peace, and under the protection of his natural princes, be wronged with those spoilings than which it could endure no greater at the hands of any foreign and deadly enemy.
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Page 65 - Dore-postes, the fayre and large Chymnye pieces, and all that would yeld monie or serve for use, are converted to private men's purposes ; and there remayneth a forlorne showe of honor, not conten tinge anie compassionate eye to behold her lingrynge decayes.
Page 128 - Think you the chase unfits him for the Church ? Attend him there, and you will find his tones Such as become the place ; nay, you may search Through many counties from cathedral thrones, And lofty stalls where solemn prebends perch, To parish aisles which are not cells of drones, But echo the sweet sound of psalm and prayer, And you will hear no voice more earnest there.
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