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A Collection of Old Ballads: Corrected from the Best and Most Ancient ..., Том 3
Повний перегляд - 1725
againſt amongſt Blood brave bring brought Command Country Court Crown Daughter dear Death died doth Duke Earl Edward Elizabeth England Engliſh Eyes fair fall Fame Father fear fight firſt Forces France Friends gallant gave give Grace Grief Ground Hand Head hear Heart himſelf Honour Houſe kind King Henry King Richard Kingdom Knight Lady Land laſt late leave live London Lord Love Marriage married Mary Mean Mind moſt muſt Name never noble Place Pleaſure poor Power Prince Princeſs Priſon prove Queen quoth Reign reſt rich Richard Royal ſaid ſame ſay ſee ſeen ſent ſet ſeveral ſhall ſhe ſhould Siſter Soldiers ſome Song Sorrow Spain ſtand ſtill ſuch ſweet taken tell thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought Title took Tower Town true Tune unto whoſe Wife young
Сторінка 217 - How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
Сторінка 249 - Her een were bonny blue ; Her looks were like Aurora bright, Her lips like dropping dew. As down the burn they took their way, What tender tales they...
Сторінка 58 - In saying so, the pearled tears Fell trickling from her princely eyes, Whereat his gentle queen he cheers, And says, " Stand up, sweet lady, rise! The lives of them I freely give, No means this kindness shall debar, Thou hast thy boon, and they may live To serve me in my Boulogne war.
Сторінка 188 - A man might then behold , At Christmas, in each hall Good fires to curb the cold, And meat for great and small. The neighbours were friendly bidden, And all had welcome true, The poor from the gates were not chidden, When this old cap was new.
Сторінка 239 - THE LASS OF PATIE'S MILL.(i) THE lass of Patie's mill, So bonny, blyth, and gay, In spite of all my skill, She stole my heart away. When tedding of the hay, Bare-headed on the green, Love 'midst her locks did play, And wanton'd in her een. Her arms white, round, and smooth, Breasts rising in their dawn, To age it would give youth To press 'em with his hand : Thro' all my spirits ran An extasy of bliss, When I such sweetness fand Wrapt in a balmy kiss.
Сторінка 189 - We wanted no brawn nor souse. When this old cap was new. We took not such delight In cups of silver fine : None under the degree of a knight In plate drank beer or wine : Now each mechanical man Hath a cupboard of plate for a show ; Which was a rare thing then, When this old cap was new.
Сторінка 241 - And thought I ne'er could alter ; But Mary Gray's twa pawky een, They gar my fancy falter. Now Bessy's hair's like a lint-tap ; She smiles like a May morning, When Phoebus starts frae Thetis...
Сторінка 258 - Fu' snug in a glen, where nane cou'd see, The twa, with kindly sport and glee, Cut frae a new cheese a whang : The priving was good, it pleas'd them baith, To lo'e her for ay, he gae her his aith. Quo' she, to leave thee I will be laith, My winsome Gaberlunzie-man. O kend my minny I were wi' you, Hl-fardly wad she crook her mou', Sic a poor man she'd never trow, After the Gaberlunzie-man.