English and Scottish Ballads, Volume 4Little, Brown & Company, 1866 |
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Aboyne auld baith Balow beggar Beichan birk bonny Lizie Baillie bride brume blooms bonnie Buchan's Ballads Captain Ogilvie copy daughter dear Drum Earl fair lady father frae gane gang Glenlogie gold gowd greene willow Greensleeves Grissel gude hame hand heart hey lillelu hieland Jamie Douglas Johnie Johnie Scot king Kinloch's knee knight laddie Lady Elspat Lady Jean laird land lassie Lizie Lizie Lindsay Lord Phenix maid mair Makyne marry maun mother Motherwell ne'er never noble North of Scotland o'er Percy Percy Society pretty Bessee quoth rantin rode saddle sall Scotland Scottish Ballads shee Sing Songs spak stanzas steed strand Sweet William ta'en thee thou shalt thro Tommy Pots true love unto wedding weel weep Whan wife willow ye'll Ye're yetts young Beichan young Bekie young Hazelgreen young Logie
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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 my sell in cramasie.
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 136 - I lean'd my back unto an aik, I thocht it was a trustie tree ; But first it bow'd and syne it brak — Sae my true love did lichtlie me. O waly, waly, gin love be bonnie 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 159 - One penny, one penny, kind sir, she sayd, Will ease me of much paine. Before I give you one penny, sweet-heart, Praye tell me where you were borne. At Islington, kind sir, sayd shee, Where I have had many a scorne.
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 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 253 - For he viewed the fashions of that land ; Their way of worship viewed he ; But to Mahound, or Termagant, Would Beichan never bend a knee. So...
Page 7 - When the porter came his lord before, He kneeled down low on his knee * "What aileth thee, my proud porter, Thou art so full of courtesie ? " l u I've been porter at your gates, It's thirty long years now and three ; But there stands a lady at them now, The like o...
Page 112 - And bade him shoot when he gat free. When he came to the tolbooth stair, There he let his volley flee; It made the king in his chamber start, E'en in the bed where he might be. "Gae out, gae out, my merrymen a 1 , "And bid Carmichael come speak to me; "For I'll lay my life the pledge o' that, "That yon's the shot o