The English and Scottish Popular Ballads, Volume 4, Issue 1

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Francis James Child
Houghton, Mifflin, 1890 - Ballads, English
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Page 98 - 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 97 - 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 mysel
Page 109 - ocats généraux' were styled ' avocats du roi,' and the other barristers who pleaded in private causes were called ' avocats généraux,' but towards the end of the seventeenth or the beginning of the eighteenth century these appellations were changed, the
Page 111 - But up spak cruel Claver'se, then, Wi' hastie wit, an' wicked skill; " Gae fire on yon Westlan' men ; I think it is my sov'reign's will." — But up bespake his Cornet, then, " It's be wi' nae consent o' me ! I ken I'll ne'er come back again, An
Page 11 - I winna let the kye gae back, Neither for thy love, nor yet thy fear ; But I will drive Jamie Telfer's kye, In spite of every Scott that's here." " 'Set on them, lads !
Page 181 - The greenwood path to meet her brother: They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the Forest thorough; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow!
Page 96 - 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 27 - Then aye he harped, and aye he carped, Sae sweet were the harpings he let them hear...
Page 49 - The fish shall never swim in the flood, Nor corn grow through the clay, Nor the fiercest fire that ever was kindled Twin me and Rothiemay.
Page 11 - And thirty mae o' the Captain's men Lay bleeding on the grund that day. The Captain was run through the thick of the thigh And broken was his right leg bane ; If he had lived this hundred years, He had never been loved by woman again.

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