English and Scottish Ballads, Том 3Francis James Child Little, Brown, 1860 |
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... maun cum till her and dine . ” — It's twenty lang miles to Sillertoun town , The langest that ever were gane : 40 But the steed it was wight , and the ladye was light , And she cam linkin ' in . But when she came to Sillertoun town ...
... maun cum till her and dine . ” — It's twenty lang miles to Sillertoun town , The langest that ever were gane : 40 But the steed it was wight , and the ladye was light , And she cam linkin ' in . But when she came to Sillertoun town ...
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... maun learn my gay goss - hawk Right weel to breast a steed ; And I sall learn your turtle dow As weel to write and read . " And ye maun learn my gay goss - hawk To wield both bow and brand ; And I sall learn your turtle dow To lay gowd ...
... maun learn my gay goss - hawk Right weel to breast a steed ; And I sall learn your turtle dow As weel to write and read . " And ye maun learn my gay goss - hawk To wield both bow and brand ; And I sall learn your turtle dow To lay gowd ...
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... maun gae , though I ne'er return Frae the dowie banks o ' Yarrow . " She kiss'd his cheek , she kaim'd his hair , As oft she had done before , O ; She belted him with his noble brand , And he's away to Yarrow . As he gaed up the Tennies ...
... maun gae , though I ne'er return Frae the dowie banks o ' Yarrow . " She kiss'd his cheek , she kaim'd his hair , As oft she had done before , O ; She belted him with his noble brand , And he's away to Yarrow . As he gaed up the Tennies ...
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... maun be bound to a foreign land , And now I'm under hiding . " Whar sall I gae , whar sall I rin , Whar sall I rin to lay me ? For I ha kill'd a gallant squire , And his friends seik to slay me . " " O gae ye down to yon laigh house , I ...
... maun be bound to a foreign land , And now I'm under hiding . " Whar sall I gae , whar sall I rin , Whar sall I rin to lay me ? For I ha kill'd a gallant squire , And his friends seik to slay me . " " O gae ye down to yon laigh house , I ...
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... maun bow down . " 25 30 For a ' that she could do or say , Appeasd he wade nae bee ; Bot for the words which she had said , 35 Zoung Waters he maun dee . They hae taen zoung Waters , and Put fetters to his feet ; They hae taen zoung ...
... maun bow down . " 25 30 For a ' that she could do or say , Appeasd he wade nae bee ; Bot for the words which she had said , 35 Zoung Waters he maun dee . They hae taen zoung Waters , and Put fetters to his feet ; They hae taen zoung ...
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Страница 148 - The first line that Sir Patrick red, A loud lauch lauched he; The next line that Sir Patrick red, The teir blinded his ee. "O wha is this has don this deid, This ill deid don to me, To send me out this time o...
Страница 151 - O wha is this has done this deed, And tauld the king o' me, To send us out, at this time of the year, To sail upon the sea ? " Be it wind, be it weet, be it hail, be it sleet, Our ship must sail the faem; The king's daughter of Noroway, 'Tis we must fetch her hame." They hoysed their sails on Monenday morn, Wi' a' the speed they may; They hae landed in Noroway, Upon a Wodensday.
Страница 59 - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new-slain Knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. ' His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. ' Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pick out his bonny blue een : Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.
Страница 150 - O whare will I get a skeely skipper, To sail this new ship of mine ? " — O up and spake an eldern knight, Sat at the King's right knee, — " Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever sailed the sea.
Страница 59 - As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane unto the t'other say, " Where sail we gang and dine to-day ? " — " In behint yon auld fail dyke, * I wot there lies a new-slain knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. " His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk, to fetch the wild-fowl hame,
Страница 149 - O lang, lang may their ladies sit, Wi thair fans into their hand, Or eir they se Sir Patrick Spence Cum sailing to the land. O lang, lang may the ladies stand, Wi thair gold kems in their hair, Waiting for thair ain deir lords, For they'll se thame na mair.
Страница 152 - Now ever alake, my master dear, I fear a deadly storm ! " I saw the new moon, late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm ; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.
Страница 152 - O, where will I get a gude sailor To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast To see if I can spy land ?" " O here am I, a sailor gude, To take the helm in hand, Till ye get up to the tall top-mast ; But I fear you'll ne'er spy land.
Страница 150 - Our king has written a braid letter, And sealed it with his hand, And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens, Was walking on the strand. " To Noroway, to Noroway, To Noroway o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway 'Tis thou maun bring her hame.
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