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209 ページ - THERE lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she ; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea...
155 ページ - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new slain knight; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. "His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet.
210 ページ - Blow up the fire, my maidens! Bring water from the well! For a' my house shall feast this night. Since my three sons are well.
156 ページ - O hold your hand, Lord William!" she said, "For your strokes they are wondrous sair; True lovers I can get many a ane, But a father I can never get mair.
46 ページ - Our gude ship sails the morn." "Now ever alake, my master dear, I fear a deadly storm! I saw the new moon, late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.
88 ページ - To mount the first before us a'. He has ta'en the watchman by the throat, He flung him down upon the lead — " Had there not been peace between our lands Upon the other side thou hadst gaed ! — " Now sound out, trumpets !
175 ページ - A brawer bower ye ne'er did see, Than my true love he built for me. There came a man, by middle day, He spied his sport, and went away ; And brought the king that very night, Who brake my bower, and slew my knight. He slew my knight, to me sae dear ; He slew my knight, and poin'd ' his gear ; My servants all for life did flee, And left me in extremitie, I...
247 ページ - TRUE Thomas lay on Huntlie bank ; A ferlie he spied wi' his e'e ; „ And there he saw a ladye bright, Come riding down by the Eildon Tree. Her shirt was o' the grass-green silk, Her mantle o' the velvet fyne ; At ilka tett of her horse's mane, Hang fifty siller bells and nine.
47 ページ - A' for the sake of their true loves; For them they'll see na mair. O lang, lang, may the ladyes sit, Wi' their fans into their hand, Before they see Sir Patrick Spens Come sailing to the strand! And lang, lang, may the maidens sit, Wi' their goud kaims in their hair, A' waiting for their ain dear loves!
246 ページ - Ercildoune, a person came running in, and told, with marks of fear and astonishment, that a hart and hind had left the neighbouring forest, and were, composedly and slowly, parading the street of the village. The prophet instantly arose, left his habitation, and followed the wonderful animals to the forest, whence he was never seen to return. According to the popular belief, he still "drees his weird" in Fairy Land, and is one day expected to revisit earth.