Gleanings of Scarce Old Ballads: With Explanatory Notes

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D. Wyllie, 1891 - 216 ページ
 

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22 ページ - THEY made her a grave, too cold and damp " For a soul so warm and true ; " And she's gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp *, " Where, all night long, by a fire-fly lamp,
95 ページ - A' for the sake of their true loves ; 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, With their gowd kaims in their hair, A' waiting for their ain dear loves ! For them they'll see nae mair. Half-owre, half-owre to Aberdour, 'Tis fifty fathoms deep, And there lies gude Sir Patrick Spens, Wi
92 ページ - Our king has written a braid letter, And sealed it with his hand, And sent it to Sir Patrick Spens, Was walking on the strand. "To Noroway, to Noroway, To Noroway o'er the faem ; The king's daughter of Noroway, Tis thou maun bring her hame...
92 ページ - O whare will I get a skeely skipper, To sail this new ship of mine?' O up and spake an eldern knight, Sat at the King's right knee, 'Sir Patrick Spens is the best sailor That ever sailed the sea.
163 ページ - O loup, O loup, my dear master, O loup and come to me ; I'll catch you in my arms two, One foot I will not flee. " O loup, O loup, my dear master, 0 loup and come away, I'll catch you in my arms two, But Rothiemay may lie.
194 ページ - For all flesh is as grass, And all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. And this is the word which by the gospel is preached unto you.
94 ページ - O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall top-mast, To see if I can spy land ? " " O here am I, a sailor gude, To take the helm in hand, Till you go up to the tall top-mast ; But I fear you'll ne'er spy land.
95 ページ - The ladyes wrang their fingers white, The maidens tore their hair, 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!
94 ページ - He hadna gane a step, a step, A step but barely ane, When a bout flew out of our goodly ship, And the salt sea it came in. ' Gae, fetch a web o' the silken claith, Another o' the twine, And wap them into our ship's side, And let na the sea come in.
162 ページ - When mass was sung, and bells was rung, And all men bound for bed, Then good Lord John and Rothiemay In one chamber was laid.

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