A Collection of Old Ballads: Corrected from the Best and Most Ancient Copies Extant. With Introductions Historical, Critical, Or Humorous, Volume 1

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J. Roberts; and sold, 1723 - Ballads, English
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Page 191 - To favour him in any thing she was not coy. But at last there came commandment For to set the ladies free, With their jewels still adorned, None to do them injury. Then said this lady mild, ' Full woe is me; O, let me still sustain this kind captivity!
Page 197 - If I should tell the politic arts To take and keep men's hearts ; The letters, embassies, and spies, The frowns, and smiles, and flatteries, The quarrels, tears, and perjuries, Numberless...
Page 129 - Which were too much that night. At length the candle's out, and now All that they had not done, they do. What that is, who can tell? But I believe it was no more Than thou and I have done before With Bridget and with Nell.
Page 46 - What is thy name? then said Robin Hood, Come tell me, without any fail. By the faith of my body, then said the young man, My name it is Allin a Dale.
Page 12 - When flying Fame." KING LEIR once ruled in this land With princely power and peace ; And had all things with hearts content, That might his joys increase. Amongst those things that nature gave, Three daughters fair had he, So princely seeming beautiful, As fairer could not be. So on a time it pleas'd the king A question thus to move, Which of his daughters to his grace Could shew the dearest love : For to my age you bring content, Quoth he, then let me hear, Which of you three in plighted troth The...
Page 127 - Her lips were red; and one was thin Compared to that was next her chin, Some bee had stung it newly: But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze Than on the sun in July. Her mouth so small, when she does speak...
Page 45 - Robin Hood next morning stood, Amongst the leaves so gay, There did he espy the same young man Come drooping along the way. The scarlet he wore the day before, It was clean cast away ; And...
Page 13 - And wilt thou shew no more, quoth he, Than doth thy duty bind ? I well perceive thy love is small, When as no more I find. Henceforth I banish thee my court, Thou art no child of mine ; Nor any part of this my realm By favour shall be thine. Thy elder sisters...
Page 126 - Yet by his leave (for all his haste), He did not so much wish all past, (Perchance) as did the maid. The maid (and thereby hangs a tale) For such a maid no...
Page 13 - My love (quoth young Cordelia then) Which to your grace I owe, Shall be the duty of a child, And that is all I'll show.

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