Popular Ballads and Songs: From Tradition, Manuscripts and Scarce Editions; with Translations of Similar Pieces from the Ancient Danish Language, and a Few Originals by the Editor, Bind 2A. Constable and Company, 1806 - 409 sider |
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Side 273 - SO now is come our joyful'st feast; Let every man be jolly, Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry. Now, all our neighbours...
Side 276 - Though other purses be more fat, Why should we pine or grieve at that ? Hang sorrow ! care will kill a cat, And therefore let's be merry. Hark ! how the wags abroad do call Each other forth to rambling : Anon you'll see them in the hall For nuts and apples scrambling. Hark ! how the roofs with laughter sound ! Anon they'll think the house goes round ; For they the cellar's depth have found, And there they will be merry. The wenches with their...
Side 122 - What news, what news, thou bonny shepherd ? « What news hast thou to tell to me ? » —
Side 123 - I've been porter at your gates, It's thirty long years now and three; But there stands a lady at them now, The like o...
Side 9 - So thick beset with thorns and briers ? That is the path of righteousness, Though after it but few enquires. " And see ye not that braid, braid road, That lies across that lily leven ? That is the path of wickedness, Though some call it the road to Heaven.
Side 369 - But wha will bake my bridal bread, Or brew my bridal ale ; And wha will welcome my brisk bride, That I bring o'er the dale...
Side 118 - Where he was ta'en by a savage moor, Who handled him right cruellie. For he viewed the fashions of that land; Their way of worship viewed he; But to Mahound, or Termagant, Would Beichan never bend a knee. So...
Side 277 - And twenty other gameboys mo, Because they will be merry. Then wherefore in these merry days, Should we, I pray, be duller ? No, let us sing some roundelays To make our mirth the fuller. And whilst thus inspir'd we sing, Let all the streets with echoes ring, Woods and hills and everything Bear witness we are merry.
Side 352 - Are up, and gotten lear, They'll help to gar the boatie row, And lighten a' our care. The boatie rows, the boatie rows, The boatie rows fu' weel ; And lightsome be her heart that bears The murlain and the creel.
Side 274 - Now, all our neighbours' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning; Their ovens they with baked meats choke, And all their spits are turning. Without the door let sorrow lie ; And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury 't in a Christmas pie, And evermore be merry.