Old English Ballads and Folk SongsWilliam Dallam Armes Macmillan, 1918 - 222 páginas |
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Página 54 - 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 been a week from her, A week but barely ane, Whan word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane.
Página 193 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet; and yet it is sung but by some blind crowder, with no rougher voice than rude style; which being so evil apparelled in the dust and cobwebs of that uncivil age, what would it work, trimmed in the gorgeous eloquence of Pindar?
Página 40 - I'll make a garland of thy hair Shall bind my heart for evermair Until the day I die. O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says,
Página 41 - I hae been to the wild wood; mother, make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.
Página 46 - That am hither come to visit thee." "Harp and carp, Thomas," she said; " Harp and carp along wi me; And if ye dare to kiss my lips, Sure of your bodie I will be." — "Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me." — Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. "Now, ye maun go wi...
Página 43 - Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town, We were a comely sight to see; My love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysel
Página 40 - 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 ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak...
Página 39 - Haste and come to me!" 0 Helen fair! O Helen chaste! If I were with thee, I were blest, Where thou lies low and takes thy rest On fair Kirconnell lea.
Página 105 - I'll not grant thee; I never hurt woman in all my life, Nor man in woman's company. I never hurt fair maid in all my time, Nor at my end shall it be ; But give me my bent bow in my hand, And a broad arrow I'll let flee; And where this arrow is taken up, There shall my grave digg'd be.