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Page 113 - THERE lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she ; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea. They hadna...
Page 5 - Now, ever alake! my master dear, I fear a deadly storm! I saw the new moon late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.
Page 42 - Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms Burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak' nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle care, On fair Kirconnell lea.
Page 50 - Then up and gat the seventh o' them, And never a word spake he ; But he has striped his bright brown brand Out through Clerk Saunders
Page lii - Up then crew the red, red cock, And up and crew the gray; The eldest to the youngest said,
Page 40 - 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.
Page 3 - O whare will I get a skeely skipper, To sail this new ship of mine ? " O up and spake an eldern knight, Sat at the king's right knee : " Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor, That ever sailed the sea.
Page 114 - THE WIFE OF USHER'S WELL. THERE lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she, She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea.
Page 52 - The clinking bell gaed through the town, To carry the dead corse to the clay ; And Clerk Saunders stood at may Margaret's window, I wot, an hour before the day. 'Are ye sleeping, Margaret?' he says, Or are ye waking presentlie? Give me my faith and troth again, I wot, true love, I gied to thee.