A New Book of Old Ballads

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James Maidment
Priv. print., 1844 - Ballads, Scots - 78 pages
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Page 56 - Then he took her by the milk-white hand, And by the grass-green sleeve, And he mounted her high behind him there, At the bridegroom he askt nae leive.
Page 38 - Hill, niece of Mrs. Keith of Ravelston, of whom he said at her death, eight years after, ' Much tradition, and that of the best, has died with this excellent old lady, one of the few persons whose spirits and cleanliness and freshness of mind and body made old age lovely and desirable.
Page 31 - Their chieftain was a man of fame, And doughty deeds had wrought, man, Which future ages still shall name, And tell how well he fought, man. For when the battle did begin, Immediately his Grace, man, Put spurs to Florance,* and so ran By all, and wan the race, man. Vow, &c. The Marquis...
Page 36 - When they march'd on the Sheriff Moor, With courage stout and keen, man ; Who would have thought the Gordons gay That day should quite the green, man ? Auchleacher and Auchanachie, And all the Gordon tribe, man, Like their great Marquis, they could not The smell of powder bide, man. Vow, Sfc. Glenbuicket cryed, " Plague on you all, For Gordons do no good, man ; For all that fled this day, it is Them of the Seaton blood, man.
Page 35 - A valiant hero stood, man ; In acting of a royal part, Cause of the royal blood, man. But when at Sheriff Moor he found, That bolting would not do it, He, brother like, did quite his ground, And ne're came back unto it. Vow, &c. • Altered in MS. to
Page 76 - To hold my Lady's heart's blood Would make my heart full glad ; Ram in the knife bold Rankin, And gar the blood to shed.
Page 35 - Was o' the Seton blood, man. Glassturam swore it wasna sae, And that he'd make appear, man ; For he a Seton stood that day, When Gordons ran for fear, man. And wow, &c. Sir James of Park he left his horse In the middle of a wall, man, And wadna stay to take him out, For fear a knight should fall, man. Magon he let the reird gae out, Which shows a panic fear, man ; Till Craigiehead swore he was shot, And curs'd the chance o
Page 30 - Together close they join'd, man, To set their king upon the throne, ' And to protect the church, man ; But fy for shame ! they soon ran hame, And left him in the lurch, man.
Page 74 - Go please it with a bell ; It will not be pleased, madam, Till you come down yoursel. How can I come down stairs So late into the night, Without coal or candle There is a silver bolt lies On the chest head ; Give it to the baby, — Gave it sweet milk and bread.
Page 75 - Go please the baby, nursy, go please it with a bell ; ' ' It will not be pleased, madam, till you come down yoursel.

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