English and Scottish Ballads, Volume 3

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Francis James Child
Little, Brown, 1860 - Ballads, English
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Page 249 - O where hae ye been, my handsome young man ? "— " I hae been to the wild wood ; mother make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie " Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son ? . Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man?
Page 117 - O hold your hand, Lord William!" she said, "For your strokes they are wondrous sair; True lovers I can get many a ane, But a father I can never get mair.
Page 70 - Up then crew the red, red cock, And up and crew the gray; The eldest to the youngest said,
Page 249 - What gat ye to your dinner, Lord Randal, my son? What gat ye to your dinner, my handsome young man?" "I gat eels boiled in broo; mother, make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi hunting, and fain wald lie down.
Page 211 - Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak nae mair There did she swoon wi' meikle care, On fair Kirconnell Lee.
Page 248 - O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? O where hae ye been, my handsome young man ? " "I hae been to the wild wood; mother, make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi hunting, and fain wald lie down." " Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son ? Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man?
Page 211 - I wish I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; And I am weary of the skies, For her sake that died for me.
Page 47 - It was about the midnight hour, When they asleep were laid, When in and came her seven brothers, Wi' torches burning red: When in and came her seven brothers, Wi...
Page 50 - Their beds are made in the heavens high, Down at the foot of our good lord's knee, Weel set about wi' gillyflowers : , I wot sweet company for to see.
Page 125 - LORD THOMAS and Fair Annet Sate a' day on a hill ; Whan night was cum, and sun was sett, They had not talkt their fill. 2 Lord Thomas said a word in jest, Fair Annet took it ill : ' A, I will nevir wed a wife Against my ain friends

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