Popular Ballads and Songs: From Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Editions, Том 21806 |
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... night maun gae . 66 But , Thomas , ye maun hald your tongue , Whatever ye may hear or see ; For gin a word ye should chance to speak , You will ne'er get back to your ain countrie . " * For forty days and forty nights He wade through red 9.
... night maun gae . 66 But , Thomas , ye maun hald your tongue , Whatever ye may hear or see ; For gin a word ye should chance to speak , You will ne'er get back to your ain countrie . " * For forty days and forty nights He wade through red 9.
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From Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Editions. For forty days and forty nights He wade through red blood to the knee ; And he saw neither sun nor moon , But heard the roaring of the sea . He's gotten a coat o ' the even cloth , And a ...
From Tradition, Manuscripts, and Scarce Editions. For forty days and forty nights He wade through red blood to the knee ; And he saw neither sun nor moon , But heard the roaring of the sea . He's gotten a coat o ' the even cloth , And a ...
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... night and day . || MS . Linc . Bretons . + MS . Linc . ffray . MS . Linc . Vj thousande Ynglysche , wele I wete , Sall there be slayne that ilk a daye . Both Linc . and Cott . MS . seem to agree in the following reading from MS . Linc ...
... night and day . || MS . Linc . Bretons . + MS . Linc . ffray . MS . Linc . Vj thousande Ynglysche , wele I wete , Sall there be slayne that ilk a daye . Both Linc . and Cott . MS . seem to agree in the following reading from MS . Linc ...
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... night was deen , She's born to him a bonny young son , Amang the leaves sae green . Whan night was gane , and day was come , And the sun began to peep , Up and raise the Earl Richard Out o ' his drowsy sleep . He's ca'd upon his merry ...
... night was deen , She's born to him a bonny young son , Amang the leaves sae green . Whan night was gane , and day was come , And the sun began to peep , Up and raise the Earl Richard Out o ' his drowsy sleep . He's ca'd upon his merry ...
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... night , God grant it come to gude ! I dreamt I saw my daughter dear Drown in the saut sea flood . " But gin my daughter be dead or sick , Or yet be stown awa , I mak a vow , and I'll keep it true , I'll hang ye ane and a ' . " They ...
... night , God grant it come to gude ! I dreamt I saw my daughter dear Drown in the saut sea flood . " But gin my daughter be dead or sick , Or yet be stown awa , I mak a vow , and I'll keep it true , I'll hang ye ane and a ' . " They ...
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Стр. 166 - Awa, awa, ye ugly witch ! Haud far awa, and lat me be ; For I wadna ance kiss your ugly mouth For a' the gifts that ye cou'd gie." She's turned her richt and round about, And thrice she blew on a grass-green horn ; And she sware by the moon and the stars aboon, That she'd gar me rue the day I was born. Then out has she ta'en a silver wand, And she's...
Стр. 102 - When the porter came his lord before, He kneeled down low on his knee: "What aileth thee, my proud porter, Thou art so full of courtesie?" "I've been porter at your gates, It's thirty long years now and three; But there stands a lady at them now, The like o...
Стр. 269 - Since if my plaints serve not to approve The conquest of thy beauty, It comes not from defect of love, But from excess of duty. For knowing that I sue to serve A saint of such perfection, As all desire, but none deserve, . A place in her affection, I rather choose to want relief Than venture the revealing; Where glory recommends the grief, Despair distrusts the healing.
Стр. 150 - The rest they did quack an' roar ; He slew the rest around the room, And ask'd if there were any more. " Come, cover the table," said Willie Wallace, ': Come, cover the table now, make haste ; For it will soon be three lang days Sin I a bit o
Стр. 101 - I wish I were in my own countrie." And she has ta'en her gay gold ring, That with her love she brake so free ; Says, " Gi'e him that, ye proud porter, And bid the bridegroom speak to me.
Стр. 252 - Now all our neighbours' chimneys smoke, And Christmas blocks are burning ; Their ovens they with baked meats choke, And all their spits are turning. Without the door let sorrow lie ; And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury't in a Christmas pie, And evermore be merry.
Стр. 330 - And dress'd mysel' fu' braw ; 1 trow my heart was dowf and wae, When Jamie gaed awa : But weel may the boatie row, And lucky be her part ; And lightsome be the lassie's care That yields an honest heart ! When Sawnie...
Стр. 255 - And twenty other gambols mo, Because they will be merry. Then wherefore in these merry days Should we, I pray, be duller .' No, let us sing some roundelays, To make our mirth the fuller. And...