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... look to the leaf o ' the tree ; For it never became a gentleman A naked woman to see . ' 12. He turn'd himself straight round about To look to the leaf o ' the tree ; She's twined her arms about his waist And thrown him into the sea ...
... look to the leaf o ' the tree ; For it never became a gentleman A naked woman to see . ' 12. He turn'd himself straight round about To look to the leaf o ' the tree ; She's twined her arms about his waist And thrown him into the sea ...
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... look Just at the foot o ' Benachie . ALISON GROSS 1. O ALISON GROSS , that lives in yon tow'r , The ugliest witch i ' the north countrie , Has trysted me ae day up till her bow'r And mony fair speeches she made to me . 2. She straik'd ...
... look Just at the foot o ' Benachie . ALISON GROSS 1. O ALISON GROSS , that lives in yon tow'r , The ugliest witch i ' the north countrie , Has trysted me ae day up till her bow'r And mony fair speeches she made to me . 2. She straik'd ...
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... look to thee , My babes be atween my God and me ! 9. ' And their smiles wad win me in , ay But I am borne down by deadly sin . ' 10. She's cover'd them o'er wi ' a marble stane , Thinking she wad gang maiden hame . II . She lookit out ...
... look to thee , My babes be atween my God and me ! 9. ' And their smiles wad win me in , ay But I am borne down by deadly sin . ' 10. She's cover'd them o'er wi ' a marble stane , Thinking she wad gang maiden hame . II . She lookit out ...
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... Wi ' diamond rings they were cover'd a ' . 20. And by there cam a harper fine , That harpit to the king at dine . 21. And when he look'd that lady on , He sigh'd and made a heavy moan . 22. He's made a harp of her breast - bane BINNORIE 37.
... Wi ' diamond rings they were cover'd a ' . 20. And by there cam a harper fine , That harpit to the king at dine . 21. And when he look'd that lady on , He sigh'd and made a heavy moan . 22. He's made a harp of her breast - bane BINNORIE 37.
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... look'd atween her and the wa ' , And dull and drowsie were his e'en . 14. Then in and came her father dear ; Said , ' Let a ' your mourning be ; I'll carry the dead corse to the clay , And I'll come back and comfort thee . ' 15 ...
... look'd atween her and the wa ' , And dull and drowsie were his e'en . 14. Then in and came her father dear ; Said , ' Let a ' your mourning be ; I'll carry the dead corse to the clay , And I'll come back and comfort thee . ' 15 ...
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Page 317 - 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!
Page 1 - Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hung fifty siller bells and nine. True Thomas, he...
Page 167 - I counsel you, Remember how It is no maiden's law Nothing to doubt, but to run out To wood with an outlaw. For ye must there in your hand bear A bow ready to draw ; And as a thief thus must you live Ever in dread and awe ; Whereby to you great harm might grow : Yet had I liever than That I had to the green- wood go, Alone, a banished man.
Page 316 - 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 ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak' nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle care, On fair Kirconnell lea.
Page 179 - Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever sailed the sea.' Our King has written a braid letter, And seal'd 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.
Page 159 - 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." "Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son? Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man?
Page 317 - 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...
Page 179 - O wha is this has done this deed, And tauld the king o' me, To send us out, at this time of the year, To sail upon the sea?
Page 178 - O whare will I get a skeely skipper, To sail this new ship of mine?' O up and spake an eldern knight, Sat at the King's right knee, 'Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever sailed the sea.
Page 352 - For except thou canst answer me questions three, Thy head shall be smitten from thy bodie. And first, quo...