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... countrie ? And what wad ye gie to the lady fair , Frae prison strang wad set ye free ? " " It's I hae houses , and I hae lands , Wi ' mony a castle fair to see ; And I wad gie a ' to that lady gay , Frae prison strang wad set me free ...
... countrie ? And what wad ye gie to the lady fair , Frae prison strang wad set ye free ? " " It's I hae houses , and I hae lands , Wi ' mony a castle fair to see ; And I wad gie a ' to that lady gay , Frae prison strang wad set me free ...
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... countrie . " PART II . Lord Beichan has come to London town ; And , wow , but a happy man was he ! The ladies a ' around him thranged , To see him come frae slaverie . But his lady mother wi ' grief was dead , His brothers a ' ayont the ...
... countrie . " PART II . Lord Beichan has come to London town ; And , wow , but a happy man was he ! The ladies a ' around him thranged , To see him come frae slaverie . But his lady mother wi ' grief was dead , His brothers a ' ayont the ...
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... countrie ; And when she came to England's shore , The bells were ringing merrilie . And there she spied a little boy , Was feeding his sheep upon a lea ; " Come tell me now , thou little boy , Why ring the bells sae merrilie ? " " O ...
... countrie ; And when she came to England's shore , The bells were ringing merrilie . And there she spied a little boy , Was feeding his sheep upon a lea ; " Come tell me now , thou little boy , Why ring the bells sae merrilie ? " " O ...
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... countrie " Ye'll bid him send me a piece o ' bread , But and a cup of his best wine ; And bid him mind the lady's love , That ance did loose him out o ' pyne . " Then in and cam ' the proud porter , I wat he gae three shouts and three ...
... countrie " Ye'll bid him send me a piece o ' bread , But and a cup of his best wine ; And bid him mind the lady's love , That ance did loose him out o ' pyne . " Then in and cam ' the proud porter , I wat he gae three shouts and three ...
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... countrie , And ' ould conqueist baith his lands and he . " I make a vow , " the Outlaw said , " I make a vow , and that trulie , Will there but three men take my part , Your King's coming full dear sall be . " Then messengers he called ...
... countrie , And ' ould conqueist baith his lands and he . " I make a vow , " the Outlaw said , " I make a vow , and that trulie , Will there but three men take my part , Your King's coming full dear sall be . " Then messengers he called ...
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Page 36 - As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane unto the t'other say, " Where sall we gang and dine to-day...
Page 35 - Rivin' her hair. Saddled and bridled And booted rade he; Toom hame cam the saddle But never cam he! "My meadow lies green, And my corn is unshorn, My barn is to bigg, And my babie's unborn.
Page 341 - They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm, And the waves came o'er the broken ship, Till a
Page 122 - What became of your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son? What became of your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?" "O they swell'd and they died; mother, make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.
Page 123 - 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 256 - ADIEU, madame, my mother dear, But and my sisters three ! Adieu, fair Robert of Orchardstane ! My heart is wae for thee. Adieu the lily and the rose, The primrose, fair to see ! Adieu, my ladye, and only joy ! For I may not stay with thee.
Page 101 - Gae back, gae back now, Sweet Willie, And comfort your fair lady ; For where ye had but ae nourice, Your young son shall hae three.
Page 331 - Which was the unthrifty heire of Linne. His father was a right good lord, His mother a lady of high degree ; But they, alas ! were dead, him froe, And he lov'd keeping companie. To spend the daye with merry...