A Book of Old English Ballads: With an Accompaniment of Decorative Drawings

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Hamilton Wright Mabie
Macmillan, 1896 - 185 páginas
 

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Página 183 - Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.' They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm, And the waves came o'er the broken ship, Till a
Página 181 - Our king has written a braid letter, And sealed it with his hand, And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens, Was walking on the strand. " To Noroway, to Noroway, To Noroway o'er the faem; The king's daughter of Noroway, 'Tis thou maun bring her hame...
Página 36 - With that there came an arrow keen Out of an English bow, Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart A deep and deadly blow. Who never spoke more words than these: Fight on, my merry men all, For why, my life is at an end, Lord Percy sees my fall.
Página 98 - O that I were where Helen lies! Night and day on me she cries; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says, "Haste and come to me!
Página 101 - As Robin Hood next morning stood, Amongst the leaves so gay, There did he espy the same young man Come drooping along the way. The...
Página 127 - Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me.
Página 132 - It standeth so: a deed is do Whereof much harm shall grow; My destiny is for to die A shameful death, I trow; Or else to flee. The one must be. None other way I know, But to withdraw as an out-law, And take me to my bow. Wherefore, adieu, my own heart true! None other rede I can: For I must to the green wood go, Alone, a banished man.
Página 171 - O stay at hame, my noble lord, " O stay at hame, my marrow ! " My cruel brother will you betray " On the dowie houms of Yarrow .r " O fare ye weel, my ladye gaye ! " O fare ye weel, my Sarah ! " For I maun gae, though I ne'er return " Frae the dowie banks o
Página 122 - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new-slain Knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. ' His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame...
Página 100 - COME listen to me, you gallants so free, All you that love mirth for to hear, And I will tell you of a bold outlaw. That lived in Nottinghamshire.

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