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Page 204 - This have I done for love of thee, And I the Fair Flower of Northumberland ? Thus rode she all one winter's night, Follow my love, &c. Till Edinborough they saw in sight, The fairest town in all Scotland. ' Now choose,' quoth he, ' thou wanton Flower ! (Follow my love, come over the strand) If thou wilt be my paramour, Or get thee home to Northumberland ! — ' For I have a wife and children five, Follow my love, &c.
Page 205 - Then sat she down full heavily, Follow my love, come over the strand, At length two knights came riding by, Two gallant knights of fair England. She fell down humbly on her knee, Follow my love, come over the strand, Saying 'Courteous knights, take pity on me, And I the fair flower of Northumberland.
Page 201 - Fair lady, I am no foe," he said, "follow my love, come over the strand: Through thy sweet love here was I stayed, for thee the fair flower of Northumberland.
Page 407 - An aged lord at the king's right hand, Says, " Noble king, but hear me ; Gar her tell down five thousand pound, And gie her back her dearie.
Page 200 - take pity on me, follow my love, come over the strand: And let me not in prison die, and you the fair flower of Northumberland.
Page 203 - Good sir, how should I follow you here, And I the fair flower of Northumberland ? The water is rough and wonderful deep (Follow, my love, come over the strand), And on my saddle I shall not keep, And I the fair flower of Northumberland.
Page 121 - Ann. Her bower casement is latticed wi' flowers, Tied up wi' silver thread, An' comely sits she in the midst, Men's longing een to feed. She waves the ringlets frae her cheek, Wi' her milky, milky han', An' her cheeks seem touch'd wi' the finger o
Page 206 - And he the good Earl of Northumberland. All you fair maidens be warned by me, follow my love, come over the strand: Scots were never true, nor never will be, to lord, nor lady, nor fair England.
Page 199 - IT was a knight in Scotland born, Follow, my love, come over the strand — Was taken prisoner and left forlorn, Even by the good Earl of Northumberland.
Page 308 - ... Will, Who dwells within the dark Naworth, The Border March to still. He can rule all the Border roun', Wi' a peeled willey wan ; 30 But Thirlwall's Baron geeks at him, And a' the laws o' the Ian'. So fast come tidings of ravin wrong To Belted Willy's ear ; Quo' he, "By my belt I'll trap this man, 35 If I catch him in effeir. " But he is like a wily tod, That taketh to his hole, An I can catch him on the turn, Ise smoke him frae his bole. 40 " He reaves and harries ilka ane, Tho' he has goups...