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GEORGE BORROWSELECTED PASSAGES It is very possible that the reader during his country walks or rides has observed, on coming to four cross-roads, two or three handfuls of grass lying at a small distance from each other down one of these roads; perhaps he may have supposed that this grass was recently plucked from the roadside by frolicsome children, and flung upon the ground in sport, and this may...
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PROUD SIGNILD. Proud Signild’s bold brothers have taken her hand,They’ve wedded her into a far distant land. They’ve wedded her far from her own native land,To her father’s foul murderer gave they her hand. And so for eight winters the matter it stood,Their face for eight winters she never once view’d. Proud Signild she brews, and the ruddy wine blends;To her brothers so courteous a bidding...
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LITTLE ENGEL. It was the little Engel, he So handsome was and gay;To Upland rode he on a tide And bore a maid away. In ill hour he to Upland rode And made a maid his prize;The first night they together lay Was down by Vesteryse. It was the little Engel he Awoke at black midnight,And straight begins his dream to state In terror and affright. “Methought the wolf-whelp and his...
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THE RETURN OF THE DEAD Swayne Dyring o’er to the island strayed; And were I only young again!He wedded there a lovely maid— To honied words we list so fain. Together they lived seven years and more; And were I only young again!And seven fair babes to him she bore— To honied words we list so fain. Then death arrived in luckless hour; And were I only young again!Then died the...
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EMELIAN THE FOOL In a certain village there lived a mujik, or yeoman, who had three sons; two were clever, but the third was a fool, who was called Emelian. When the good man had reached an extreme old age, he called all his sons to him, and said: “Dear children, I feel that I have not long to live; I therefore leave you house and cattle, which you will divide in equal portions. I also leave you...
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CHILD MAIDELVOLD. The fair Sidselil, of all maidens the flower,With her mother the Queen sat at work in her bower. So hard at the woof the fair Sidselil plies,That out from her bosom, so white, the milk flies. “Now hear thou, O Sidselil, child of my heart,What causes the milk from thy bosom to start?” “O that is not milk, my dear mother, I vow,It is but the mead I was drinking just now.”...
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My Dear Sir, Many thanks for your interesting and kind letter, in which you do me the honour to ask my opinion respecting the pedigree of your island goblin, le feu follet Belenger; that opinion I cheerfully give, with a promise that it is only an opinion; in hunting for the etymons of these fairy names we can scarcely expect to arrive at any thing like certainty. I suppose you are aware that the name...
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THE BROTHER AVENGED I stood before my master’s board, The skinker’s office plying;The herald-men brought tidings then That my brother was murdered lying. I followed my lord unto his bed, By his dearest down he laid him;Then my courser out of the stall I led, And with saddle and bit arrayed him. I sprang upon my courser’s back, With the spur began to goad him;And ere I drew his...
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To the Rev. J. Jowett Willow Lane, St. Giles, Norwich, Feb. 10th, 1833. Revd. and dear Sir,—I have just received your communication, and notwithstanding it is Sunday morning, and the bells with their loud and clear voices are calling me to church, I have sat down to answer it by return of post. It is scarcely necessary for me to say that I was rejoiced to see the Chrestomathie Mandchou, which will...
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ADVERTISEMENT. It having been frequently stated in print that the book called “Lavengro” was got up expressly against the popish agitation, in the years 1850-51, the author takes this opportunity of saying that the principal part of that book was written in the year ’43, that the whole of it was completed before the termination of the year ’46, and that it was in the hands of the publisher in...
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