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Ancient Andrew Barton army baith ballad battle BATTLE OF ALFORD blood bonny lass brave bridge of Dee Catskin copy Covenanters Cromdale daye dear death doth doun Duke Earl Douglas Earl of Murray England English fair father fear fell fight foes fought frae gallant Geordie gold Gordons hand hast hath haws of Cromdale heart heire of Linne Highland hill horse hundred Huntly James Jane Shore King Henry knight lady land Linne Mary Ambree Montrose mony ne'er never noble o'er Old Ballads Otterbourne Percy Society Percy's Perse prince Queen quoth richt sayd saye Scotland Scots Scottish shee Sir Andrew Barton Sir John slain slayne Songs sonne stanza sword tell thair thee ther thou thousand took town unto viii weel wife Willie wold young
Page 45 - Lo, yonder doth Earl Douglas come, His men in armour bright ; Full twenty hundred Scottish spears All marching in our sight ; All men of pleasant Teviotdale, Fast by the river Tweed...
Page 46 - Earl Douglas on his milk-white steed, Most like a baron bold, Rode foremost of his company, Whose armour shone like gold. " Show me," said he, " whose men you be, That hunt so boldly here ; That, without my consent, do chase And kill my fallow-deer.
Page 280 - But no way could relieve his wants ; Yet, if that he would stay Within her kitchen, he should have What scullions gave away. When he had heard with bitter tears, He made his answer then ; ' In what I did, let me be made Example to all men. I will return again,' quoth he, ' Unto my Regan's court ; She will not use me thus, I hope, But in a kinder sort.
Page 20 - But up spake proud Lord Percy then, And O but he spake hie ! I am the lord of this castle, My wife's the lady gay. ' If thou'rt the lord of this castle, Sae weel it pleases me, For, ere I cross the Border fells, The tane of us shall die.
Page 8 - The seconde, to tell him, without any doubt, How soone he may ride this whole world about ; And at the third question I must not shrinke, But tell him there truly what he does thinke.
Page 47 - And thus in rage did say : Ere thus I will out-braved be, One of us two shall die : I know thee well, an earl thou art, Lord Percy, so am I. But trust me, Percy, pity...
Page 23 - He belted on his guid braid sword, And to the field he ran ; But he forgot the helmet good, That should have kept his brain. When Percy wi' the Douglas met, I wat he was fu' fain ! They swakked their swords, till sair they swat, And the blood ran down like rain.
Page 52 - thy crueltie ; I charge thee to do so. " Sith needs thou wilt thy forfeit have, Which is of flesh a pound, See that thou shed no drop of bloud, Nor yet the man confound.