Ancient Songs and Ballads, from the Reign of King Henry the Second to the Revolution, Том 2Payne and Foss, 1829 |
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... wilt have her All tymes at thy nedyng . Lett her nott tayk saver At ' other ' mens fedyng , For , then , will they crave her Because of her bredyng . Now , ty the mar , & c . A fooll of that fylly , That ware lyke her mother , From ...
... wilt have her All tymes at thy nedyng . Lett her nott tayk saver At ' other ' mens fedyng , For , then , will they crave her Because of her bredyng . Now , ty the mar , & c . A fooll of that fylly , That ware lyke her mother , From ...
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... wilt thou do , lady ? Lady , what would'st thou be ? Tell me thy mind , thy friend I'll prove , As , quickly , thou shalt see . " " I would not be a serving man , To carry the cloak - bag still ; Nor would I be a falconer , The greedy ...
... wilt thou do , lady ? Lady , what would'st thou be ? Tell me thy mind , thy friend I'll prove , As , quickly , thou shalt see . " " I would not be a serving man , To carry the cloak - bag still ; Nor would I be a falconer , The greedy ...
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... wilt be my paramour , Or get thee home to Northumberland . For I have wife and children five ( Follow , my love , come over the strand ) , In Edenborough they be alive , Then get thee home to fair England . This favour thou shalt have ...
... wilt be my paramour , Or get thee home to Northumberland . For I have wife and children five ( Follow , my love , come over the strand ) , In Edenborough they be alive , Then get thee home to fair England . This favour thou shalt have ...
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... wilt sell thy landes soe broad , Good store of gold I ' le give thee heere . 66 My gold is gone , my money is spent ; My lande nowe take it unto thee : Give me the golde , good John o ' the Scales , And thine for aye the lande shall bee ...
... wilt sell thy landes soe broad , Good store of gold I ' le give thee heere . 66 My gold is gone , my money is spent ; My lande nowe take it unto thee : Give me the golde , good John o ' the Scales , And thine for aye the lande shall bee ...
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... wilt spend thy lande so broad , And thou wilt spend thy gold so free : But sweare me nowe upon the roode , That lonesome lodge thou ' lt never spend ; For when all the world doth frown on thee , Thou there shalt find a faithful friend ...
... wilt spend thy lande so broad , And thou wilt spend thy gold so free : But sweare me nowe upon the roode , That lonesome lodge thou ' lt never spend ; For when all the world doth frown on thee , Thou there shalt find a faithful friend ...
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alasse babes ballad Barnwel bespake bower brave call'd dame dear death Derry doth earl Percy England eyes fair Eleanor fair flower fair lady fair Scotland Falero father fear flower of Northumberland foes Follow gallant gold grace grene grief hand hart hath heart hearts delight heire of Linne High trolollie horse Islington Joan John Dory knight land lero little Musgrave live London lord Barnard lord of Linne lord Thomas lully maid maidens merry mistress mother never noble Percy pound pray prince prison queen quoth ride Rosamond sayd Scotish Scotland sigh sing sir Andrew slain song sore sorrow stanza steed strand stryfe sung sweet Sweet-William tears tell thee thing THOMAS DELONEY thou art thou hast thou shalt three ravens Timoneda true love unto wanton wassel wend wife wilt wold words wyfe wyffe wyll
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Страница 224 - With that there came an arrow keen Out of an English bow, Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart, A deep and deadly blow ; Who never spoke more words than these : Fight on, my merry men all ; For why, my life is at an end, Lord Percy sees my fall.
Страница 64 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Страница 224 - Then leaving life, Earl Percy took The dead man by the hand ; And said, " Earl Douglas, for thy life Would I had lost my land. " O Christ ! my very heart doth bleed With sorrow for thy sake ; For sure, a more redoubted knight Mischance did never take.
Страница 226 - He had a bow bent in his hand, Made of a trusty tree ; An arrow of a cloth-yard long Up to the head drew he...
Страница 222 - Then stept a gallant squire forth, Witherington was his name, Who said, I would not have it told To Henry our king for shame, That e'er my captain fought on foot, And I stood looking on. You...
Страница 62 - Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or hearing die.
Страница 88 - I drawe you to record, lords," he said, With that he cast him a gods-pennie : " Now by my fay," sayd the heire of Linne, " And here, good John, is thy money." And he pull'd forth three bagges of gold, And layd them down upon the bord ; All woe begone was John o' the Scales, Soe shent he cold say never a word.
Страница 60 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding : Sweet lovers love the spring.
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