English and Scottish ballads, selected and ed. by F.J. Child, Volume 2Francis James Child 1857 |
From inside the book
Results 1-5 of 100
Page iii
... Lady Barnard .. 2 b . Lord Randal .. Page 3 8 15 22 3 a . Gil Morrice . 28 3 b . Child Noryce . 40 4 . Clerk Saunders 45 5 a . Sweet Willie and Lady Margerie .. 53 5 b . Willie and Lady Maisry .. 57 6 . The Clerk's Twa Sons o ...
... Lady Barnard .. 2 b . Lord Randal .. Page 3 8 15 22 3 a . Gil Morrice . 28 3 b . Child Noryce . 40 4 . Clerk Saunders 45 5 a . Sweet Willie and Lady Margerie .. 53 5 b . Willie and Lady Maisry .. 57 6 . The Clerk's Twa Sons o ...
Page iv
... Lady Anne .. 262 5 b . Fine Flowers in the Valley ... 265 5 c . The Cruel Mother , [ Motherwell ] . 267 6 . 7 a . Babylon . 5 d . The Cruel Mother , [ Kinloch ] . May Colvin ... 269 272 277 7 b . Duke of Perth's Three Daughters .. 281 8 ...
... Lady Anne .. 262 5 b . Fine Flowers in the Valley ... 265 5 c . The Cruel Mother , [ Motherwell ] . 267 6 . 7 a . Babylon . 5 d . The Cruel Mother , [ Kinloch ] . May Colvin ... 269 272 277 7 b . Duke of Perth's Three Daughters .. 281 8 ...
Page v
... Lady Marjorie .... 338 Leesome Brand . 342 The Youth of Rosengord . 347 The Blood - Stained Son . 350 The Twa Brothers . 353 The Miller and the King's Daughter . 357 The Bonny Bows o ' London .... 360 The Croodlin Doo .. 363 The Snake ...
... Lady Marjorie .... 338 Leesome Brand . 342 The Youth of Rosengord . 347 The Blood - Stained Son . 350 The Twa Brothers . 353 The Miller and the King's Daughter . 357 The Bonny Bows o ' London .... 360 The Croodlin Doo .. 363 The Snake ...
Page 5
... lady was true of her promise , And rose and lett him inn . He did not take the lady gaye To boulster nor to bed : [ Nor thoughe hee had his wicked wille , A single word he sed . ] He did not kisse that ladyes mouthe , Nor when he came ...
... lady was true of her promise , And rose and lett him inn . He did not take the lady gaye To boulster nor to bed : [ Nor thoughe hee had his wicked wille , A single word he sed . ] He did not kisse that ladyes mouthe , Nor when he came ...
Page 11
... lady's bower , As fast as he could rin ; When he cam till that lady's bower , He chappit at the chin . " O wha is this , " says that lady , " That opens nae and comes in ? " " It's I , Glenkindie , your ain true love , O open and lat me ...
... lady's bower , As fast as he could rin ; When he cam till that lady's bower , He chappit at the chin . " O wha is this , " says that lady , " That opens nae and comes in ? " " It's I , Glenkindie , your ain true love , O open and lat me ...
Contents
225 | |
231 | |
238 | |
244 | |
251 | |
257 | |
265 | |
272 | |
79 | |
85 | |
92 | |
98 | |
106 | |
114 | |
121 | |
145 | |
155 | |
162 | |
171 | |
181 | |
190 | |
201 | |
207 | |
213 | |
219 | |
281 | |
291 | |
298 | |
307 | |
313 | |
319 | |
326 | |
332 | |
338 | |
347 | |
353 | |
360 | |
366 | |
372 | |
379 | |
389 | |
Other editions - View all
English and Scottish Ballads, Selected and Ed. by F.J. Child Francis James Child No preview available - 2018 |
English and Scottish Ballads, Selected and Ed. by F.J. Child Francis James Child No preview available - 2015 |
English and Scottish Ballads, Selected and Ed. by F. J. Child Francis James Child No preview available - 2013 |
Common terms and phrases
Andrew Lammie Auchanachie auld bairn baith bluid bonnie banks bonny boy bonny mill-dams bower Childe Maurice Clerk Saunders Clyde's water copy door doun Edinbro Eh vow bonnie fair Annet fair Annie Fair Janet faith and troth father flowers the valley Fordie frae Fyvie gane gang Gill Morice gin ye Glasgerion Glenkindie gowd greenwud gude hame heart heigh-ho Hey wi Jamieson kiss lady Maisry ladye Leesome Brand lily gay lily oh Lord Barnard Lord Randal Lord Thomas mak my bed Margaret maun merry milldams of Binnorie Minstrelsy mother dear Motherwell nane ne'er never night o'er primrose spreads rose sall says Scottish sister slain Songs spak spreads so sweetly stanzas steed sweet Willie sweetly blown ta'en thee thou Tiftie's true love Twa Brothers unto weel Whan Whare Willie's Ye'll yellow hair young young Benjie zour
Popular passages
Page 50 - O, cocks are crowing a merry midnight, I wot the wild fowls are boding day ; Give me my faith and troth again, And let me fare me on my way.
Page 51 - Is there ony room at your head, Saunders? Is there ony room at your feet? Or ony room at your side, Saunders, Where fain, fain, I wad sleep?' 'There's nae room at my head, Marg'ret, There's nae room at my feet; My bed it is fu' lowly now, Amang the hungry worms I sleep.
Page 246 - For I'm weary wi hunting, and fain wald lie down." " OI fear ye are poisond, Lord Randal, my son! OI fear ye are poisond, my handsome young man!
Page 207 - I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; And I am weary of the skies, For her sake that died for me.
Page 207 - 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 Lee.
Page 114 - Rise up, rise up, now, Lord Douglas,' she says, 'And put on your armour so bright; Let it never be said that a daughter of thine Was married to a lord under night. 'Rise up, rise up, my seven bold sons, And put on your armour so bright, And take better care of your youngest sister, For your eldest's awa the last night.
Page 123 - LORD THOMAS and Fair Annet Sate a' day on a hill ; Whan night was cum, and sun was sett, They had not talkt their fill. 2 Lord Thomas said a word in jest, Fair Annet took it ill : ' A, I will nevir wed a wife Against my ain friends
Page 154 - He sent his man down through the town, To the place where she was dwelling; " O haste and come to my master dear, Gin ye be Barbara Allan.
Page 115 - For your strokes they are wondrous sair; True lovers I can get many a ane, But a father I can never get mair.
Page 140 - But ne'er came alive in't again. When day was gone, and night was come, And all men fast asleep, Then came the spirit of Fair Marg'ret, And stood at Williams feet. 20 " Are you awake, sweet William ? " shee said, " Or, sweet William, are you asleep ? God give you joy of your gay bride-bed, And me of my winding sheet.