The Pictorial Balladist: A Collection of Ballads, of Various Ages and Countries: with Introductory Notices, Glossary, and Notes; and the Music of the Tunes to which the Ballads Were Sung, Volume 1Joseph S. Moore J.C. Moore, 1846 |
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Adam Bell archares arms auld baith ballad ballad is taken beggar bells bower breast bright Brinkburn Priory castle Cloudeslè cried Crosiers dame dear deir Draffan Edom fair fast fear feast fell feyr fight flew frae friar Gondoline grene hand Hardyknute hast hath heard heart hill holy king kyng lady ladye land litulle Johne lord loud maid maiden maun merrily Motherwell myght ne'er never noble o'er owre Percy Percy Society pilgrim-boy potter quoth Red-cross Knight Roben Robin Hood Robyn Hode Roprecht rose round rung sall sayd Scadlock schall Scotland screffe seid seid litulle seyde shalt slayne soon sore sothe steed stood stryfe sung sweet sword syne tale tell thee ther thou thow thre toke triple tree Twas unto warder Whan wold womyne wyfe wyll Wyllyam Wyth yemen young youth
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Page 25 - Now hail, now hail, thou lady bright !" " Now hail thou Baron true ! What news, what news, from Ancram fight ? What news from the bold Buccleuch ?" " The Ancram Moor is red with gore, For many a Southron fell ; And Buccleuch has charged us, evermore To watch our beacons well.
Page 21 - gainst the English yew To lift the Scottish spear. Yet his plate-jack* was braced, and his helmet was laced, And his vaunt-brace of proof he wore ; At his saddle-gerthe was a good steel sperthe, Full ten pound weight and more. The Baron return'd in three days...
Page 209 - The Evergreen. Being a Collection of Scots Poems, Wrote by the Ingenious before 1600.
Page 249 - In somer, when the shawes be sheyne, And leves be large and long, Hit is full mery in feyre foreste To here the foulys song: To se the dere draw to the dale, And leve the hilles hee, And shadow hem in the leves grene, Under the grene-wode tre. Hit befel on Whitsontide, Erly in a May mornyng, The son up feyre can shyne, And the briddis mery can syng. "This is a mery mornyng...
Page 22 - He spurred his courser on, Without stop or stay, down the rocky way, That leads to Brotherstone. He went not with the bold Buccleuch His banner broad to rear; He went not 'gainst the English yew To lift the Scottish spear. Yet his...
Page 268 - Halloo ! halloo ! away they goe, Unheeding wet or drye ; And horse and rider snort and blowe, And sparkling pebbles flye.
Page 265 - O mother, what I feel within, No sacrament can staye; No sacrament can teche the dead To bear the sight of daye.' ' May be, among the heathen folk Thy William false doth prove, And puts away his faith and troth, And takes another love. ' Then wherefore sorrow for his loss? Thy moans are all in vain : And when his soul and body parte, His falsehode brings him paine.
Page 398 - Then up arose her seven brethren, And hew'd to her a bier; They hew'd it frae the solid aik, Laid it o'er wi
Page 237 - SOME offered for his hundred crownes Five hundred for to pay ; And some a thousand, two or three, Yet still he did denay. And at the last ten thousand crownes They offered, him to save. Gemutus sayd, I will no gold : My forfeite I will have. A pound of fleshe is my demand, And that shall be my hire.
Page 307 - The spear against the gyant glanc'd, And caus'd the blood to burst. Mad and outrageous with the pain, He whirl'd his mace of steel : The very wind of such a blow Had made the champion reel. It haply mist ; and now the knight His glittering sword display'd, And riding round with whirlwind speed Oft made him feel the blade.