English and Scottish Ballads, Volume 3Francis James Child Little, Brown, 1860 - Ballads, English |
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... Mary Gray . 126 30 . The Children in the Wood . 128 31 a . Hugh of Lincoln ..... 136 31 b . Sir Hugh ... 142 31 c ... Mary Hamilton , [ Kinloch ] . 324 Mary Hamilton , [ Maidment ] . 329 Sir Hugh , or The Jew's Daughter , [ Motherwell ] ...
... Mary Gray . 126 30 . The Children in the Wood . 128 31 a . Hugh of Lincoln ..... 136 31 b . Sir Hugh ... 142 31 c ... Mary Hamilton , [ Kinloch ] . 324 Mary Hamilton , [ Maidment ] . 329 Sir Hugh , or The Jew's Daughter , [ Motherwell ] ...
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... Mary's kirk , The other in Mary's quier ; Out of the one there grew a bush , From the other a bonnie brier . And thir twa grew , and thir twa threw , Till this twa craps drew near ; So all the world may plainly see That they lov'd each ...
... Mary's kirk , The other in Mary's quier ; Out of the one there grew a bush , From the other a bonnie brier . And thir twa grew , and thir twa threw , Till this twa craps drew near ; So all the world may plainly see That they lov'd each ...
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... Mary Levingston , sir- named the Lusty . What bruit the Maries , and the rest of the dancers of the court had , the ballads of that age doe witnesse , which we for modestie's sake omit . KNOX's History of the Reformation , p . 373 ...
... Mary Levingston , sir- named the Lusty . What bruit the Maries , and the rest of the dancers of the court had , the ballads of that age doe witnesse , which we for modestie's sake omit . KNOX's History of the Reformation , p . 373 ...
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... Mary Hamilton , ( the first ever published , ) was made up by him , from various copies . See Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border , iii . 294 . MARIE HAMILTON's to the kirk gane , Wi ' ribbons in her hair ; The King thought mair o ' Marie ...
... Mary Hamilton , ( the first ever published , ) was made up by him , from various copies . See Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border , iii . 294 . MARIE HAMILTON's to the kirk gane , Wi ' ribbons in her hair ; The King thought mair o ' Marie ...
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... Mary Hamilton . It may also be noted as a feature in this version of the ballad , which does not occur in any heretofore printed , the unfortunate heroine's proud and indignant spurn- ing at life after her character had been tainted by ...
... Mary Hamilton . It may also be noted as a feature in this version of the ballad , which does not occur in any heretofore printed , the unfortunate heroine's proud and indignant spurn- ing at life after her character had been tainted by ...
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amang auld awaye babe bairn baith ballad bonny bower bride Buchan's Childe Waters Clyde's water copy daughter daye doun dowie Earl Richard Ellen ERLINTON Fair Annie fair Scotland father dear Fause Foodrage fayre frae Gae hame gane gang gold gowd Græme gude lord ha'e hadna hand heart king kirk knee knight kyng Estmere ladye laird Lammikin land Lord Weire maid Mary Hamilton maun Minstrelsy mony mother Motherwell Motherwell's nae mair nane ne'er never nourice o'er ower Queen ride sall sayd Sayes Says Scotland Scottish Ballads Scottish Border shee Sir Aldingar Sir Hugh Sir Patrick Sir Patrick Spens slain steed sweet sword syne Syr Cauline ta'en thee thou thro town true love unto weel Whan wine winna wold Yarrow Ye'll young Hunting young Redin young Waters
Popular passages
Page 148 - The first line that Sir Patrick red, A loud lauch lauched he; The next line that Sir Patrick red, The teir blinded his ee. "O wha is this has don this deid, This ill deid don to me, To send me out this time o...
Page 151 - O wha is this has done this deed, And tauld the king o' me, 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." They hoysed their sails on Monenday morn, Wi' a' the speed they may; They hae landed in Noroway, Upon a Wodensday.
Page 59 - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new-slain Knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. ' His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet. ' Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pick out his bonny blue een : Wi' ae lock o' his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.
Page 150 - 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 59 - As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane unto the t'other say, " Where sail we gang and dine to-day ? " — " In behint yon auld fail dyke, * I wot there lies a new-slain knight ; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. " His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk, to fetch the wild-fowl hame,
Page 149 - O lang, lang may their ladies sit, Wi thair fans into their hand, Or eir they se Sir Patrick Spence Cum sailing to the land. O lang, lang may the ladies stand, Wi thair gold kems in their hair, Waiting for thair ain deir lords, For they'll se thame na mair.
Page 152 - 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 152 - O, where will I get a gude sailor To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast To see if I can spy land ?" " O here am I, a sailor gude, To take the helm in hand, Till ye get up to the tall top-mast ; But I fear you'll ne'er spy land.
Page 150 - Our king has written a braid letter, And sealed it with his hand, And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens, Was walking on the strand. " To Noroway, to Noroway, To Noroway o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway 'Tis thou maun bring her hame.
Page 148 - O wha is this has don this deid, This ill deid don to me, To send me out this time o' the yeir, To sail upon the se?