English and Scottish Ballads, Volume 1

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Francis James Child
Little, Brown, 1857
 

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Page 332 - 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. They hadna been a week from her A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane. They hadna been a week from her A week but barely three, When word came to the carline wife That her sons she'd never see. ' I wish the wind may never cease, Nor fashes in the flood, Till my three sons come hame to me In earthly flesh and blood!
Page 230 - For a' the blude that's shed on earth 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!
Page 227 - That name does not belang to me; I am but the Queen of fair Elfland, That am hither come to visit thee. 'Harp and carp, Thomas...
Page xxx - THE LITERATURE AND ROMANCE OF NORTHERN EUROPE: CONSTITUTING A COMPLETE HISTORY OF THE LITERATURE OF SWEDEN, DENMARK, NORWAY, AND ICELAND, WITH COPIOUS SPECIMENS OF THE MOST CELEBRATED HISTORIES, ROMANCES, POPULAR LEGENDS AND TALES, OLD CHIVALROUS BALLADS, TRAGIC AND COMIC DRAMAS, NATIONAL SONGS, NOVELS, AND SCENES FROM THE LIFE OF THE PRESENT DAY.
Page 241 - And first gaed by the black black steed, And then gaed by the brown ; But fast she gript the milk-white steed, And pu'd the rider down. She pu'd him frae the milk-white steed, And loot the bridle fa' : And up there raise an erlish cry
Page xiii - Tom") WIT AND MIRTH ; or, PILLS TO PURGE MELANCHOLY. Being a Collection of the best Merry Ballads and Songs, Old and New. Fitted to all Humours, having each their proper Tune for either Voice or Instrument ; most of the Songs being new set.
Page 227 - 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."
Page 229 - 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.
Page 128 - That is well said," quoth Lancelot then ; " But sith it must be so, What is the knight thou hatest thus? I pray thee to me show." " His name is Lancelot du Lake, He slew my brother dear ; Him I suspect of all the rest ; I would I had him here.
Page 237 - To speak wi' young Tamlane. And when she cam to Carterhaugh, She gaed beside the well ; And there she saw the steed standing, But away was himsell. She hadna pu'da double rose, A rose but only twae, When up and started young Tamlane, Says " Lady, thou pu's nae mae ! " Why pu' ye the rose, Janet, " Within this garden grene,

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