Old English Ballads: A Collection of Favourite Ballads of the Olden TimeWard, Lock, and Tyler, 1863 - 272 стор. |
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abbot Adam Bell Andrew Barton arrowes awaye ballad Bednall Green BIRKET FOSTER blow bold Robin Hood brave Caerlel cloth Cumnor curtall fryer Dale daye dear doth downe Earl Douglas Edom Emmeline fair Annet fast father fayre fellow fought gallant Gernutus gilt gold grace Greensleeves Grissel hand hanged hath heart heire of Linne High trolollie horse hundred hunt JOHN GILBERT king knee knight lady ladye Lancelot land Little John lord merrily merry miller myght never noble nut-browne bride old cap PATIENT GRISSEL Piercy pound pray pretty Bessee quoth ride Robin Hood sayd sayes Scadlocke sing Sir Andrew Barton slain song sonne sweet tanner tell thee theyr THOMAS Thou art thou hast Thou shalt thou wilt thre took unto wend wife wold wouldst not love wyfe wyll Wyllyam of Cloudeslè yemen yonder young
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Сторінка 254 - The dews of summer night did fall, The moon, sweet regent of the sky, Silvered the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby.
Сторінка 266 - Springlets in the dawn are steaming, Diamonds on the brake are gleaming ; And foresters have busy been, To track the buck in thicket green ; Now we come to chant our lay, Waken, lords and ladies gay...
Сторінка 96 - My maids, gae to my dressing-room. And dress to me my smock ; The one half is o the holland fine, The other o needle-work.
Сторінка 271 - Which may be ours another day ; And therefore let's be merry. The client now his suit forbears, The prisoner's heart is eased. The debtor drinks away his cares, And for the time is pleased. Though others...
Сторінка 126 - For except thou canst answer me questions three, Thy head shall be smitten from thy bodie. "And first,
Сторінка 266 - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they,
Сторінка 93 - LORD THOMAS and Fair Annet Sate a' day on a hill ; Whan night was cum, and sun was sett, They had not talkt their fill. 2 Lord Thomas said a word in jest, Fair Annet took it ill : ' A, I will nevir wed a wife Against my ain friends
Сторінка 194 - I cannot eat but little meat, My stomach is not good ; But sure I think, that I can drink With him that wears a hood...
Сторінка 125 - The following is chiefly printed from an ancient black-letter copy to "the tune of Deny down." AN ancient story He tell you anon Of a notable prince, that was called King John ; And he ruled England with maine and with might, For he did great wrong, and maintein'd little right.
Сторінка 181 - AREWELL rewards and Fairies ! Good housewives now may say ; For now foule sluts in dairies Doe fare as well as they : And though they sweepe their hearths no less Than mayds were wont to doe, Yet who of late for cleaneliness Finds sixe-pence in her shoe ? Lament, lament, old Abbies, The fairies' lost command ; They did but change priests...