The Norfolk Garland: A Collection of the Superstitious Beliefs and Practices, Proverbs, Curious Customs, Ballads and Songs, of the People of Norfolk, as Well as Anecdotes Illustrative of the Genius Or Peculiarities of Norfolk Celebrities

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John Glyde
Jarrold and sons, 1872 - Ballads, English - 405 pages
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Page 327 - Compound for sins they are inclined to, By damning those they have no mind to...
Page 60 - FAREWELL, rewards and Fairies !' Good housewives now may say ; For now foul sluts in dairies Do fare as well as they! And though they sweep their hearths no less Than Maids were wont to do; Yet who, of late, for cleanliness, Finds sixpence in her shoe! Lament, lament, old Abbeys! The Fairies' lost command! They did but change Priests' babies; But some have changed your land!
Page 46 - Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John, Bless the bed that I lie on. Four corners to my bed, Four angels round my head; One to watch and one to pray And two to bear my soul away.
Page 262 - Did vow to do his charge, Because the wretch that hired him, Had paid him very large. The other won't agree thereto, So here they...
Page 316 - It is a pretty thing, As sweet unto a shepherd as a king, And sweeter too : For kings have cares that wait upon a crown, And cares can make the sweetest...
Page 316 - Ah then, ah then, If country loves such sweet desires do gain, What lady would not love a shepherd swain...
Page 206 - A gentleman of Wales, a knight of Cales, And a laird of the North country; But a yeoman of Kent with his yearly rent Will buy them out all three.
Page 261 - God never prosper me nor mine, Nor aught else that I have, If I do wrong your children deare, When you are layd in grave.
Page 60 - Ciss to milking rose, Then merrily went their tabor, And nimbly went their toes. Witness those rings and roundelays Of theirs, which yet remain ; Were footed in Queen Mary's days On many a grassy plain. But since of late...
Page 330 - Go, youth beloved ! in distant glades, "New friends, new hopes, new joys to find ! Yet sometimes deign, midst fairer maids, To think on her thou leav'st behind. Thy love, thy fate, dear youth, to share, Must never be my happy lot ; But thou may'st grant this humble prayer, — Forget me not, forget me not ! " Yet should the thought of my distress Too painful to thy feelings be, Heed not the wish I now express, Nor ever deign to think of me.

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