English and Scottish ballads, selected and ed. by F.J. Child, Volume 4Francis James Child 1857 |
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... whan ye return to your own countrie , A double dower I'll send with thee . " He's taen Susie Pye by the white hand , And gently led her up and down ; And ay as he kist her red rosy lips , " Ye're welcome , jewel , to your own . " He's ...
... whan ye return to your own countrie , A double dower I'll send with thee . " He's taen Susie Pye by the white hand , And gently led her up and down ; And ay as he kist her red rosy lips , " Ye're welcome , jewel , to your own . " He's ...
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... Whan she cam to young Bekie's gate , She heard the music play ; And her mind misgae by a ' she heard , 95 That ' twas his wedding day . She's pitten her hand in her pocket , Gi'en the porter markis three ; 66 Hae , take ye that , ye ...
... Whan she cam to young Bekie's gate , She heard the music play ; And her mind misgae by a ' she heard , 95 That ' twas his wedding day . She's pitten her hand in her pocket , Gi'en the porter markis three ; 66 Hae , take ye that , ye ...
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... whan he saw ' twas she , He kindly took her in his arms , And kist her tenderlie . 120 66 " O hae ye forgotten now , young Bekie , 125 The vow ye made to me , When I took you out of prison strang , When ye was condemned to die ? " I gae ...
... whan he saw ' twas she , He kindly took her in his arms , And kist her tenderlie . 120 66 " O hae ye forgotten now , young Bekie , 125 The vow ye made to me , When I took you out of prison strang , When ye was condemned to die ? " I gae ...
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... when ye beg your bread . ” 66 As ye walk up unto the hill , Your pike staff ye lend ye till ; But whan ye come near by the yett , Straight to them ye will upstep . 30 35 40 " Take nane frae Peter , nor frae Paul , 26 HYND HORN .
... when ye beg your bread . ” 66 As ye walk up unto the hill , Your pike staff ye lend ye till ; But whan ye come near by the yett , Straight to them ye will upstep . 30 35 40 " Take nane frae Peter , nor frae Paul , 26 HYND HORN .
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... lued her lang , and lued her weel , But her love I ne'er could win ; And what I canna fairly gain , To steal I think nae sin . " 40 45 50 55 GO Whan they cam to Glenlyon castle , They lighted at 40 BONNY BABY LIVINGSTON .
... lued her lang , and lued her weel , But her love I ne'er could win ; And what I canna fairly gain , To steal I think nae sin . " 40 45 50 55 GO Whan they cam to Glenlyon castle , They lighted at 40 BONNY BABY LIVINGSTON .
Common terms and phrases
Aboyne auld baith Balow beggar birk bonnie Lizzie bonny Lizie Baillie bride brume blooms bonnie Buchan's Ballads Captain Ogilvie daughter dear Earl easie won fair Flower fair lady father Flower of Northumberland frae gane gang Glenlogie gold gowd greene willow Greensleeves Grissel gude hame hand Hazelgreen heart hey lillelu hieland Jamie Douglas Johnie Johnie Scot king Kinloch's knee knight Lady Elspat Laird land lassie Lizie Lizie Lindsay Lord Phenix maid mair Makyne marry maun mother ne'er never noble o'er PATIENT GRISSEL Percy Percy Society pretty Bessee prison quoth rantin ride Robene rode sall Scotland Scottish Ballads shal shee Sing spak steed strand Susie Pye Sweet William ta'en thee thou shalt Tommy Pots true love unto waly wedding weel Whan wife Ye'll Ye're yetts young Beichan young Bekie
Popular passages
Page 134 - Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. When we came in by Glasgow town We were a comely sight to see; My Love was clad in the black velvet, And I mysell in cramasie.
Page 133 - Love did lichtlie me. O waly, waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new! But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld, And fades awa
Page 136 - Love wont to gae! 1 leant my back unto an aik, I thought it was a trusty tree; But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true Love did lichtly me. O waly waly, but love be bonny A little time while it is new; But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld And fades awa...
Page 133 - Or wherefore should I kame my hair ? For my true love has me forsook, And says he'll never love me mair.
Page 151 - For in my mynde, of all mankynde I love but you alone.
Page 203 - Spaniards fraught with jealousy we often find, But Englishmen through all the world are counted kind. "Leave me not unto a Spaniard, You alone enjoy my heart ; I am lovely, young, and tender, Love is likewise my desert : Still to serve thee day and night my mind is prest, The wife of every Englishman is counted blest.
Page 31 - O come ye here to fight, young lord, Or come ye here to play? "Or come ye here to drink good wine Upon the wedding day?" "I come na here to fight," he said, I come na here to play; I'll but lead a dance wi 1 the bonnie bride, And mount and go my way.
Page 29 - THERE was a may, and a weel-far'd may, Lived high up in yon glen : Her name was Katharine Janfarie, She was courted by mony men. Up then came Lord Lauderdale, Up frae the Lawland Border ; And he has come to court this may, A
Page 134 - Martinmas wind, when wilt thou blaw, And shake the green leaves off the tree? O gentle death, when wilt thou come ? For of my life I am weary.
Page 176 - But tell me first what thou canst do ; Thou shalt be fitted thereunto. " Wilt thou be usher of my hall, To wait upon my nobles all ? Or wilt thou be taster of my wine, To wait on me when I do dine ? u Or wilt thou be my chamberlain, To make my bed both soft and fine ? Or wilt thou be one of my guard ? And I will give thee thy reward.