The ballads & songs of Derbyshire, ed. by L. Jewitt1867 |
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Page 75 - To taste of my brother's good cheer." And he said, " I grant thee thy boon, gentle Joan, Take one of my horses, I pray : The sun is arising, and therefore make haste, For to-morrow is Christmas-day.
Page 83 - And kiss'd her full sweetly behind : And so may your worships. But we went to dinner, With Thomas and Mary, and Nan ; They all drank a health to Clorinda, and told her, Bold Robin Hood was a fine man.
Page 63 - Then after an hour they went to a bower, And played for ale and cakes ; And kisses, too ; — until they were due, The lasses kept the stakes.
Page 77 - As shall make you both merry and glad. When Little John came, to gambols they went, Both gentlemen, yeomen, and clown ; And what do you think? Why, as true as I live, Bold Robin Hood put them all down.
Page 78 - Then come hither, Little John, said Robin Hood, Come hither my page unto me. Go fetch me my bow, my longest long bow, And broad arrows one, two, or three, For when 'tis fair weather we'll into Sherwood, Some merry pastime to see.
Page 62 - Willie has gotten his Jill, And Johnny has got his Joan, To jig it, jig it, jig it, Jig it up and down. 'Strike up,' says Wat; 'Agreed,' says Kate, 'And I prithee, fiddler, play;
Page 226 - Love is a knot none can unknit, Fancy a liking of the heart, Him whom I love I can't forget, Tho' from his presence I must part. " The meanest people enjoy their mates, But I was born unhappily, For being cross'd by cruel fates, I want both love and liberty. " But death I hope will end the strife," " Farewel, farewel, my love," quoth she, " Once I had thought to have been thy wife, But now am forc'd to part with thee.
Page 89 - There's no one shall wrong thee, friend, be not afraid; These bowmen upon me do wait; There's threescore and nine; if thou wilt be mine, Thou shalt have my livery strait.
Page 86 - We have had no sport for these fourteen long days, Therefore now abroad will I go; Now should I be beat, and cannot retreat, My horn I will presently blow.
Page 50 - The vaward, son, I will give to thee, So that thou wilt be ordered by me : Sir William Stanley, my brother dear, In the battle he shall be ; Sir John Savage, he hath no peer, He shall be a wing then to thee ; Sir Rees ap Thomas shall break the array, E For he will fight and never flee ; I myselfe will hove on the hill, I say, The fair battle I will see.