de Wyrhale, a Tale in 5 Cantos

de Wyrhale, a Tale in 5 Cantos

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1836 edition. Excerpt: ...him not, we hate the foreigner. We '11 march to combat so thou lead the way, And to the death the red-rose standard rear. Think'st thou that royal Margaret will withdraw (We are outlaws, mark ye well) the pains of law, LXXXI. "And we for service done shall rest assoiled 1 Wilt thou not aid to make our purpose good? Already for the red-rose have we toiled, And dyed our loyal hands in rebel blood, And hope from York have none; for we have spoiled His minions who prophaned our ancient wood: And thought their heads from Henry's wrath to save, --By heaven they found a refuge--in the grave.--LXXXII. "Speak Aylesmore, was that cask of rich design With polished steel inwrought from Rivers torn 1 Thy use 't is true hath somewhat dulled its shine: --And eke that Zaragozan blade, now borne Stern Baglin by that sturdy hand of thine, Was once in bloody feud by Widville worn?--'T is so, thy nod assents: --How earned ye, say, Hepburn thy shield, thy baldrick Hathaway?--LXXXIII. "Attend me yet Sir knight--these woods have ears, There's nought from Hewling hid their haunts within; Be sure for Lady Rosabelle thy fears (Nay start not thus) were causeless; sin, Mortal sin it were, should foresters Ere harm, pardie, so fair a child of Dean. This night, we do invite thee, be our guest, To-morrow march we straight where seems thee best. LXXXIV. "Now by St. Paul, thou may'st not hesitate, For York full flushed with victory is near; And totters in the trembling scale the fate Of Lancaster.--Soon will the Queen appear On Severn's bank, --resolve thee ere too late. We have bosoms ever strange to craven fear, Stout hearts of brass, and eke to serve our turn, Spirits untamed like wild-fires' blaze that burn. LXXXV. "The morrow's dawn may waft us...show more

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  • Paperback | 46 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 100g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236936019
  • 9781236936011