The Ballad Book: A Selection of the Choicest Old BalladsWilliam Allingham White, Stokes, and Allen, 1886 - 397 pages |
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Page 139 - These pretty Babes with hand in hand Went wandering up and down ; But never more they saw the Man Approaching from the Town. In both these stanzas the words and the order of the words in no respect differ from the most unimpassioned conversation. There are words in both, for example, "the Strand,
Page 245 - I see, O. — And what will ye leave to your ain mither dear, Edward, Edward ? And what will ye leave to your ain mither dear ? My dear son, now tell me, O. — The curse of Hell frae me shall ye bear, Mither, mither : The curse of Hell frae me shall ye bear, Sic counsels ye gave to me, O.
Page 19 - 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 '11 ne'er get back to your ain countrie.
Page 20 - ... 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 111 - I have a horn in my pocket, I got it from Robin Hood, And still when I set it to my mouth, For thee it blows little good.
Page 353 - O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says,
Page 136 - You must be father and mother both, And uncle all in one; God knows what will become of them, When I am dead and gone.
Page 349 - O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? O where hae ye been, my handsome young man?" "I hae been to the wild wood; mother, make my bed soon. For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.
Page 138 - So here they fall to strife ; With one another they did fight About the children's life : And he that was of mildest mood, Did slay the other there, Within an unfrequented wood...
Page 29 - Bring water from the well; For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well.