Fair Brussels, thou art far behin… Though, lingering on the morning w… We yet may hear the hour Pealed over orchard and canal, With voice prolonged and measured…

[ROSABELLE]6- O listen, listen, ladies gay! No haughty feat of arms I tell; Soft is the note, and sad the lay, That mourns the lovely Rosabelle.

The sun upon the lake is low, The wild birds hush their song, The hills have evening’s deepest g… Yet Leonard tarries long. Now all whom varied toil and care

Knight And Wamba There came three merry men from so… Ever more sing the roundelay; To win the Widow of Wycombe forth… And where was the widow might say…

O who, that shared them, ever shal… The emotions of the spirit-rousing… When breathless in the mart the co… Early and late, at evening and at… When the loud cannon and the merry…

The Forest of Glenmore is drear, It is all of black pine, and the d… And the midnight wind to the mount… Is whistling the forest lullaby: The moon looks through the driftin…

When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her father’s God before her moved… An awful Guide, in smoke and flam… By day, along the astonished lands

’Twas when among our linden-trees The bees had housed in swarms, (And grey-hair’d peasants say that… Betoken foreign arms), Then look’d we down to Willisow,

This ae nighte, this ae nighte, Every nighte and alle; Fire and sleete and candle lighte, And Christe receive thye saule. When thou from hence away are past…

From heavy dreams fair Helen rose… And eyed the dawning red: ‘Alas, my love, thou tarriest long… O art thou false or dead?’- II.

And what though winter will pinch… Through locks of grey and a cloak… Yet keep up thy heart, bold cavali… For a cup of sack shall fence the… For time will rust the brightest b…

Part First Ancient True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank; A ferlie he spied wi’ his ee; And there he saw a lady bright,

BREATHES there the man with so… Who never to himself hath said,    'This is my own, my native land… Whose heart hath ne’er within him… As home his footsteps he hath turn…

Fill the bright goblet, spread the… Summon the gay, the noble, and the… Through the loud hall, in joyous c… Let mirth and music sound the dirg… But ask thou not if Happiness be…