English and Scottish ballads, selected and ed. by F.J. Child, Volume 5

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Francis James Child
1858

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Page 311 - Lay me a green sod under my head, And another at my feet, And lay my bent bow by my side, Which was my music sweet, And make my grave of gravel and green, Which is most right and meet.
Page 262 - Now Robin Hood is to Nottingham gone, * With a link a down and a day, And there he met a silly old woman, Was weeping on the way. " What news ? what news, thou silly old woman ? What news hast thou for me ? " w Said she, " There's three squires in Nottingham town To-day is condemned to die.
Page 160 - Buske yee, bowne yee, my merry men all, And John shall goe with mee, For He goe seeke yond wight• yeomen, In greenwood where they bee.
Page 311 - And lay my bent bow by my side, Which was my music sweet ; And make my grave of gravel and green, Which is most right and meet. 'Let me have length and breadth enough, With a green sod under my head ; That they may say, when I am dead, Here lies bold Robin Hood.
Page 266 - I've a bag for meal, and a bag for malt, And a bag for barley and corn ; A bag for bread, and a bag for beef, And a bag for my little small horn. " I have a horn in my pocket, I got it from Robin Hood, And still when I set it to my mouth, For thee1 it blows little good.
Page 263 - Now Robin Hood is to Nottingham gone, With a link a down and a day, And there he met with a silly old palmer, Was walking along the highway.
Page 272 - Well can a strong bow draw, He will beat you and your yeomen, Set them all on a row.
Page 266 - The first loud blast that he did blow, He blew both loud and shrill ; A hundred and fifty of Robin Hood's men Came riding over the hill.
Page 126 - His mother was neece to the Coventry knight, Which Warwickshire men call sir Guy ; For he slew the blue bore that hangs up at the gate, Or mine host of the Bull tells a lie.
Page 110 - I have layne at Notyngham, This fourtynyght with our kynge, And spent I have full moche good, On many a grete lordynge. " And I have but forty pounde, No more than have I me ; But yf I had an hondred pounde, I would geve it to the.

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