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Page 232 - A GOOD sword and a trusty hand! A merry heart and true! King James's men shall understand What Cornish lads can do. And have they fixed the where and when? And shall Trelawny die? Here's twenty thousand Cornish men Will know the reason why!
Page 86 - IN London was young Beichan born, He longed strange countries for to see ; But he was taen by a savage moor, Who handled him right cruellie ; 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.
Page 75 - Come, fetch me some of your father's gold, And some of your mother's fee; And two of the best nags out of the stable, Where they stand thirty and three.' She fetched him some of her father's gold, And some of her mother's fee; And two of the best nags out of the stable, Where they stood thirty and three. She mounted her on her milk-white steed, He on the dapple grey; They rode till they came unto the sea side, Three hours before it was day.
Page 105 - There's some will ca' me Parcy Reed, And speak my praise in tower and town ; It's little matter what they do now, My life-blood rudds the heather brown. There's some will ca...
Page 63 - THERE cam' a bird out o' a bush, On water for to dine, An' sighing sair, says the king's daughter, " 0 wae's this heart o' mine ! " He's taen a harp into his hand, He's harped them all asleep, Except it was the king's daughter, He's luppen on his berry-brown steed, Taen 'er on behind himsell, Then baith rede down to that water That they ca...
Page 47 - I OFT have heard of Lydford law, How in the morn they hang and draw, And sit in judgment after : At first I wondered at it much; But since I find the reason such, As it deserves no laughter.
Page 37 - Though green at noon, cut down at night, Shows thy decay ; All flesh is hay : Thus think, and smoke tobacco.
Page 233 - One and all!' and hand in hand, And who shall bid us nay? "And when we come to London Wall, A pleasant sight to view, Come forth! come forth, ye cowards all, Here's men as good as you ! "Trelawny he's in keep and hold, Trelawny he may die; But here's twenty thousand Cornish bold Will know the reason why!
Page 210 - It is not your eldest son that I crave, But it is your old wife, and she I will have. O, welcome! good Satan, with all my heart, I hope you and she will never more part.
Page 152 - the original of this ballad [THE HEIR OF LINNE] is found in the editor's folio MS.; the breaches and defects of which rendered the insertion of supplemental stanzas necessary. These it is hoped the reader will pardon, as, indeed, the completion of the story was suggested by a modern ballad on a similar subject.