 My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-trec. Black his hair as the winter night, White his neck as the summer snow, Ruddy his face as the morning light; Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, etc. Sweet his tongue as the...  Chatterton: A Story of the Year 1770 - Seite 278von David Masson - 1874 - 284 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Thomas Newbigging - 1883 - 244 Seiten
...All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his neck as summer snow ; Ruddy his face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below. Sweet his tongue as throstle's note, Quick in dance as thought was he ; Deft his tabor, cudgel stout,... | |
 | William James Linton - 1883 - 396 Seiten
...my roundelay ! O drop the briny tear with me ! Dance no more on holiday ! Like a running river be! My Love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-tree. Black his cryne as the winter night, White his rode as the summer snow, Red his face as the morning... | |
 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 Seiten
...high : Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the morning sky, Whiter than the evening cloud. My love is dead. Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-tree. Here upon my true love's grave. Shall the barren flowers be laid; Not one holy Saint to save All the... | |
 | Alexander Falconer Murison - 1884 - 212 Seiten
...wing In the brier'd dell below ; Hark ! the death-owl loud doth sing To the night-mares as they go. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-tree. See, the white moon shines on high ; Whiter is my true love's shroud ; Whiter than the morning sky,... | |
 | Thomas Chatterton - 1888 - 184 Seiten
...-4 ,,'..".. Black his hair as the winter night, White his throat as the summer snow, Red his cheek as the morning light, Cold he lies in the grave below....love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow tree ! Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note ; Quick in dance as thought can be ; Deft his... | |
 | David Charles Bell - 1885 - 344 Seiten
...under the willow-tree ! 2 Black his hair as the winter night ; white his neck as summer snow ; ruddy his face as the morning light ; — cold he lies in the grave below. 3 Sweet his tongue as throstle's note, quick in dance as thought can be ; deft his tabor, cudgel stout... | |
 | John Miller Dow Meiklejohn - 1886 - 428 Seiten
...under the willow-tree. " Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Red his face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the...Gone to his death-bed All under the willow-tree." 20. WILLIAM BLAKE (1757-1827), one of the most original poets that ever lived, was born in London in... | |
 | 1886 - 552 Seiten
...under the willow tree. Black his hair as the summer night, White his neck as the winti-r snow, Buddy his face as the morning light; Cold he -lies in the grave below. My love is dead, etc. Sweet his tongue as the throstle's note; Quick in dance as thought can be ; Deft his tabor, cudgel... | |
 | John Miller Dow Meiklejohn - 1887 - 414 Seiten
...under the willow-tree. " Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Ked his face as the morning light, Cold he lies in the...Gone to his death-bed All under the willow-tree." 20. "WILLIAM BLAKE (1757-1827), one of the most original poets that ever lived, was born in London... | |
 | Henry Davenport Northrop - 1888 - 712 Seiten
...Drain my heart's blood all av .y ; Life and all its good I scorn, Dance by night, or feast by Qay. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-tree. THOMAS CHATTERTON. THE HARE-BELL. . IY sylvan waves that westward flow A hare-bell bent its beauty... | |
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