Popular Ballads and Songs: From Tradition, Manuscripts and Scarce Editions; with Translations of Similar Pieces from the Ancient Danish Language, and a Few Originals by the Editor, Том 2A. Constable and Company, 1806 - Всего страниц: 409 |
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... syne ; And ther for prestly I you pray , That ye will of youre talkyng blyne . It is an harde thyng for to saye , Of doghety dedis that have been done ; Of felle fightyngs and` batells sore ; And how that ther knyghtis hase wonne . Bot ...
... syne ; And ther for prestly I you pray , That ye will of youre talkyng blyne . It is an harde thyng for to saye , Of doghety dedis that have been done ; Of felle fightyngs and` batells sore ; And how that ther knyghtis hase wonne . Bot ...
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... about your middle Wad buy an earldome . " 6 Syne ye gang down by yon sea - side , And down by yon sea - strand ; And bonny will the Hollans boats Come rowin ' till your hand . " Ye set your milk - white foot on board 130.
... about your middle Wad buy an earldome . " 6 Syne ye gang down by yon sea - side , And down by yon sea - strand ; And bonny will the Hollans boats Come rowin ' till your hand . " Ye set your milk - white foot on board 130.
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... Syne row'd her in his tartan plaid ,. And happ'd her round and rounʼ . He's mounted her upon a steed , And roundly rade away ; And ne'er loot her look back again The lee - lang simmer day . He's carried her o'er yon hich hich hill ...
... Syne row'd her in his tartan plaid ,. And happ'd her round and rounʼ . He's mounted her upon a steed , And roundly rade away ; And ne'er loot her look back again The lee - lang simmer day . He's carried her o'er yon hich hich hill ...
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... syne came in frae the hill , A braw fat gimmer upon his back ; He ferlied to see that strange menzie , Sic cheer and mows at his ingle mak . " Ye're hamelie fallows , to be sae frem ! I brew'd nae browst for kettrin like ye ; God send ...
... syne came in frae the hill , A braw fat gimmer upon his back ; He ferlied to see that strange menzie , Sic cheer and mows at his ingle mak . " Ye're hamelie fallows , to be sae frem ! I brew'd nae browst for kettrin like ye ; God send ...
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... syne was hung o ' the knag , And three score and five thir haffets hae seen . " But leal my heart beats yet , and warm ; Thoch auld onfeirie and lyart I'm now ; Were wicht Wallace here , wi ' nane but mysell , For a ' Eddert's kingdom I ...
... syne was hung o ' the knag , And three score and five thir haffets hae seen . " But leal my heart beats yet , and warm ; Thoch auld onfeirie and lyart I'm now ; Were wicht Wallace here , wi ' nane but mysell , For a ' Eddert's kingdom I ...
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Стр. 268 - 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.
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