English and Scottish Ballads, Bind 1Francis James Child Little, Brown, 1860 |
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Side 109 - And see not ye that bonny road, That winds about the fernie brae? That is the road to fair Elfland, Where thou and I this night maun gae. " But, Thomas, ye maun hold your tongue, Whatever ye may hear or see ; For, if you speak word in Elflyn land, Ye'll ne'er get back to your ain countrie.
Side 199 - O I'm come to seek my former vows Ye granted me before." — " O hold your tongue of your former vows, For they will breed sad strife ; 0 hold your tongue of your former vows, For I am become a wife.
Side 107 - Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hung fifty siller bells and nine. True Thomas, he pull'd aff his cap, And louted low down to his knee, " All hail, thou mighty queen of heaven ! For thy peer on earth I never did see." —
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Side 110 - Rins through the springs o' that countrie. Syne they came on to a garden green, And she pu'd an apple frae a tree — * ' Take this for thy wages, true Thomas ; It will give thee the tongue that can never lie.' 'My tongue is mine ain,' true Thomas said; 'A gudely gift ye wad gie to me!
Side 40 - To parley with the foe in field, And make with him agreement faire. The king he charged all his hoste, In readinesse there for to bee ; » But noe man sholde noe weapon sturre, Unlesse a sword drawne they shold see. And Mordred, on the other parte, Twelve of his knights did likewise bringe, The beste of all his companye, & To holde the parley with the kinge.
Side 107 - TRUE THOMAS lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi' his ee ; And there he saw a ladye bright, Come riding down by the Eildon Tree. Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hung fifty siller bells and nine.
Side 111 - He has gotten a coat of the even cloth, And a pair of shoes of velvet green ; And till seven years were gane and past, True Thomas on earth was never seen.