English and Scottish Ballads, Volume 7Francis James Child Little, Brown, 1860 |
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ALPHEUS FELCH Andrew Barton Argyle armour army baith ballad battle BATTLE OF ALFORD blood brave bonny lasse bridge of Dee captain copy Covenanters daye death Dub a-dub Duke Earl Douglas Earl of Mar Earl of Murray England English Erle fair fear fell fight foes fought frae gallant Grahams Gordons hand Harlaw hath haws of Cromdale heart Highlanders hill horse hundred Huntly James Jane Shore Johnie Cope King Henry King Leir knight lady land Lord Howard lord Persè Mary Ambree Montrose mony Murray ne'er never noble o'er Otterbourne Percy Society Percy's prince Queen Jeanie quoth Reliques richt royal sayd saye Scotland Scots shee Sir Andrew Barton Sir John slain slayne spear stanza stout Stukely sword thair thee ther thou thousand thow took town unto uppon Whigs Willie wold
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Pagina 15 - My nephew good, the Douglas said, What recks the death of ane; Last night I dream'da dreary dream And I ken the day's thy ain. My wound is deep, I fain would sleep; Take thou the vanguard of the three, And hide me by the braken bush That grows on yonder lilye lee. O bury me by the braken bush, Beneath the blooming brier; Let never living mortal ken That ere a kindly Scot lies here.
Pagina 44 - Rabby there was slain, Whose prowess did surmount. For Witherington needs must I wail, As one in doleful dumps ; For when his legs were smitten off, He fought upon his stumps.
Pagina 13 - But gae ye up to Otterbourne, And wait there dayis three ; And, if I come not ere three dayis end, A fause knight ca' ye me." — " The Otterbourne's a bonnie burn ; 'Tis pleasant there to be ; But there is nought at Otterbourne, To feed my men and me. " The deer rins wild on hill and dale, The birds fly wild from tree to tree; But there is neither bread nor kale, To fend8 my men and me. " Yet I will stay at Otterbourne, Where you shall welcome be; And, if ye come not at three dayis end, A fause...
Pagina 11 - IT fell about the Lammas tide, When the muir-men win their hay, The doughty Douglas bound him to ride Into England to drive a prey.
Pagina 25 - Doglas, he says, Thow shalt never se that day; Nethar in Ynglonde, Skottlonde, nar France, Nor for no man of a woman born, But and fortune be my chance, I dar met him on man for on.
Pagina 37 - Lo ! yonder doth Earl Douglas come, His men in armour bright ; Full twenty hundred Scottish spears, All marching in our sight ; All men of pleasant Tividale, Fast by the river Tweed.
Pagina 59 - But the arrow bounded back agen. Then Horseley spyed a privye place With a perfect eye in a secrette part ; Under the spole of his right arme He smote Sir Andrew to the heart.
Pagina 15 - When Percy wi' the Douglas met I wat he was fu' fain: They swakked their swords till sair they swat, And the blood ran down like rain. But...
Pagina 35 - The hunting of that day. The stout Earl of Northumberland, A vow to God did make, His pleasure in the Scottish woods Three summer's days to take; The chiefest harts in Chevy-Chase To kill and bear away.
Pagina 12 - He took a lang spear in his hand, Shod with the metal free, And for to meet the Douglas there, He rode right furiouslie. But O how pale his lady look'd, Frae aff the castle wa,' When down before the Scottish spear She saw proud Percy fa.