Popular British Ballads, Ancient and Modern, Bind 2

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Dent, 1894
 

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Side 36 - 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.
Side 16 - O whaten a mountain is yon,' she said, ' All so dreary wi' frost and snow ? ' ' O yon is the mountain of hell,' he cried,
Side 19 - Up then crew the red, red cock, And up and crew the gray; The eldest to the youngest said, " Tis time we were away." The cock he hadna craw'd but once, And clapp'd his wings at a', When the youngest to the eldest said, "Brother, we must awa'." "The cock doth craw, the day doth daw, The channerin' worm doth chide; Gin we be miss'd out o' our place, A sair pain we maun bide.
Side 48 - A brawer bower ye ne'er did see, Than my true love he built for me. There came a man, by middle day, He spied his sport, and went away ; And brought the king that very night, Who brake my bower, and slew my knight. He slew my knight, to me sae dear ; He slew my knight, and poin'd ' his gear ; My servants all for life did flee, And left me in extremitie, I...
Side 245 - O, these are hard questions for my shallow witt, Nor I cannot answer your grace as yet : But if you will give me but three weekes space, He do my endeavour to answer your grace. Now three weeks...
Side 15 - She has taken up her two little babes, Kiss'd them baith cheek and chin ; " O fair ye weel, my ain two babes, " For I'll never see you again." She set her foot upon the ship, No mariners could she behold ; But the sails were o' the taffetie, And the masts o
Side 73 - They led him thro' the Liddel-rack And also thro' the Carlisle sands; They brought him to Carlisle castell To be at my Lord Scroope's commands.
Side xxx - That name does not belang to me; I am but the Queen of fair elfland, That am hither come to visit thee.
Side 36 - Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare. " Mony a one for him makes mane, But nane sall ken where he is gane : O'er his white banes, when they are bare, The wind sall blaw for evermair.
Side 220 - Before the barn-door crowing, The cock by hens attended, His eyes around him throwing, Stands for a while suspended. Then one he singles from the crew, And cheers the happy hen; With how do you do, and how do you do, And how do you do again.

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