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... gude red gowd Out owre the sea wi ' me . “ Mak ready , mak ready , my merry men a ' ! Our gude ship sails the morn . ' " " " Now , ever alake ! my master dear , I fear a deadly storm ! " I saw the new moon , late yestreen , Wi ' the ...
... gude red gowd Out owre the sea wi ' me . “ Mak ready , mak ready , my merry men a ' ! Our gude ship sails the morn . ' " " " Now , ever alake ! my master dear , I fear a deadly storm ! " I saw the new moon , late yestreen , Wi ' the ...
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... gude sailor To take my helm in hand , Till I get up to the tall topmast To see if I can spy land ? " " O here am I , a sailor gude , To take the helm in hand , Till you go up to the tall topmast- But I fear you ' ll ne'er spy land ...
... gude sailor To take my helm in hand , Till I get up to the tall topmast To see if I can spy land ? " " O here am I , a sailor gude , To take the helm in hand , Till you go up to the tall topmast- But I fear you ' ll ne'er spy land ...
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... gude ship's side , But still the sea came in . O laith , laith were our gude Scots lords To weet their cork - heeled shoon ! But lang or a ' the play was played They wat their hats aboon . And mony was the feather bed That floated on ...
... gude ship's side , But still the sea came in . O laith , laith were our gude Scots lords To weet their cork - heeled shoon ! But lang or a ' the play was played They wat their hats aboon . And mony was the feather bed That floated on ...
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... gude Sir Patrick Spens , Wi ' the Scots lords at his feet . * In Scott's " Border Minstrelsy , " this line reads― " O forty miles off Aberdeen ; " but we are inclined to favour the reading- " Half owre , half owre to Aberdour . " For ...
... gude Sir Patrick Spens , Wi ' the Scots lords at his feet . * In Scott's " Border Minstrelsy , " this line reads― " O forty miles off Aberdeen ; " but we are inclined to favour the reading- " Half owre , half owre to Aberdour . " For ...
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William Motherwell. Saddled and bridled And booted rade he ; Hame cam ' his gude horse , But never cam ' he ! Out cam ' his auld mither Greeting fu ' sair , And out cam ' his bonnie bride Rivin ' her hair . Saddled and bridled And booted ...
William Motherwell. Saddled and bridled And booted rade he ; Hame cam ' his gude horse , But never cam ' he ! Out cam ' his auld mither Greeting fu ' sair , And out cam ' his bonnie bride Rivin ' her hair . Saddled and bridled And booted ...
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amang ancient ballads Andrew Lammie Annie auld baith ballad Binnorie blude bonnie Annie bonnie mill-dams bower braes bride brother busk castle Clerk Saunders copy daughter doun Earl Ettricke Forest Fair Janet fair Scotland father dear fause Fause Foodrage frae Fyvie gane gang Gilderoy green gude hadna hame hand heart Janet Johnnie king king's kirk kiss knee knight lady fair Lady Maisry ladye land Lord Lord Randal maidens maun merrymen milk-white minstrel Minstrelsy mother MOTHERWELL nae mair nane ne'er never o'er Outlaw owre poetry recitation ride sall says Scot Scotland Scottish Sir Cauline Sir Walter Scott sister song spak stanzas steed suld sweet sword ta'en thee thou Tiftie's traditionary true love Walter Scott waly weel Willie winna Yarrow ye maun ye'll yellow hair young young Benjie
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Page 124 - There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea. They hadna been a week from her, A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane.
Page 32 - Now, ever alake! my master dear, I fear a deadly storm! 'I saw the new moon late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.
Page 64 - And see not ye that bonny road, That winds about the fernie brae? That is the road to fair Elfland, Where thou and I this night maun gae. " But, Thomas, ye maun hold your tongue, Whatever ye may hear or see ; For, if you speak word in Elflyn land, Ye'll ne'er get back to your ain countrie.
Page 32 - To send us out, at this time of the year, "To sail upon the sea? "Be it wind, be it weet, be it hail, be it sleet, "Our ship must sail the faem; "The king's daughter of Noroway, "Tis we must fetch her hame...
Page 206 - Lady Nancy she died as it might be to-day, Lord Lovel he died as to-morrow ; Lady Nancy she died out of pure, pure grief, Lord Lovel he died out of sorrow, sorrow, Lord Lovel he died out of sorrow. Lady Nancy was laid in St. Pancras...
Page 126 - Bring water from the well; For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well.
Page 205 - O they rade on, and on they rade, And a' by the light of the moon, Until they came to yon wan water, And there they lighted down.
Page 31 - 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 64 - Ye'll ne'er get back to your ain countrie.' 0 they rade on, and farther on, And they waded through rivers aboon the knee, And they saw neither sun nor moon, But they heard the roaring of the sea. It was mirk mirk night, and there was nae stern star light, And they waded through red blude to the knee; For a...
Page 64 - Rins through the springs o' that countrie. Syne they came on to a garden green, And she pu'd an apple frae a tree * — " Take this for thy wages, true Thomas ; It will give thee the tongue that can never lie." —