Ancient Danish Ballads, Volume 2

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Williams and Norgate, 1860 - Folk songs, Danish
 

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Page 377 - Señor, eran de mi hermano, y hoy os las envió. — ¿Cuya es aquella lanza, desde aquí la veo yo? — Tomalda, conde, tomalda, matadme con ella vos, que aquesta muerte, buen conde, bien os la merezco yo.
Page 363 - Trinacrian shore : Nor uglier follow the night-hag, when call'd In secret, riding through the air she comes, Lur'd with the smell of infant blood, to dance With Lapland witches, while the labouring moon Eclipses at their charms.
Page 407 - He's lifted her on a milk-white steed, And himself on a dapple grey, With a bugelet horn hung down by his side, And slowly they baith rade away. O they rade on, and on they rade, And a' by the light of the moon, Until they came to yon wan water, And there they lighted down.
Page 407 - She held his steed in her milk-white hand, And never shed one tear, Until that she saw her seven brethren fa', And her father hard fighting, who loved her so dear.
Page 365 - To gods and goddesses the unruly joy He show'd, and vaunted of his matchless boy: 'From us, (he said) this day an infant springs, Fated to rule, and born a king of kings.
Page 406 - HHHERE is a land of pure delight, -*- Where saints immortal reign ; Eternal day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-fading flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours.
Page 406 - Faire Emmeline scant had ridden a mile, A mile forth of the towne, When she was aware of her fathers men Come galloping over the downe: And foremost came the carlish knight, Sir John of the north countraye: "Nowe stop, nowe stop, thou false traitoure, Nor carry that ladye awaye.
Page 287 - I am not mourning, at this tide, That I suld be Cospatrick's bride ; But I am sorrowing in my mood, That I suld leave my mother good. " But, gentle boy, come tell to me, What is the custom of thy countrie ? " — " The custom thereof, my dame," he says, " Will ill a gentle ladye please.

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