This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
| identifier | question |
|---|---|
| 22175 | ''But how shall I know your true love?'' |
| 22175 | ''Dost wish thy prisoner, the Laird of Logie?'' |
| 22175 | ''Have you lost your sword or spear in the tournament, have you lost them in sunny England?'' |
| 22175 | ''Is it flowers, or is it for dew ye seek this bonny night of May?'' |
| 22175 | ''Mother,''said the eldest little son,''mother, will ye be angry with me an I tell you what I heard?'' |
| 22175 | ''Oh tell me, tell me quick,''she cried,''where didst thou find this ring? |
| 22175 | ''Tell me, Tamlane,''said the lady Janet,''tell me, have ye always been a little elfin man? |
| 22175 | ''Tell me,''she said,''tell me how ye do spend your day in Fairyland?'' |
| 22175 | ''We are but a few miles away from the city,''said Donald;''will you even now go back?'' |
| 22175 | ''What do ye seek in the wood, May Margaret?'' |
| 22175 | ''Where is thy prisoner, where is the young Laird of Logie?'' |
| 22175 | ''Where is your mother?'' |
| 22175 | ''Why do ye pluck my roses?'' |
| 22175 | ''Why, May Margaret,''said the king,''is it thou? |
| 22175 | ''Ye shall speak no more to my daughter,''she cried,''until ye have told me where your home is, and how many broad lands are your own?'' |
| 22175 | Could the young prince from across the sea really wish to dress in his torn rags? |
| 22175 | For what would she do if Hynde Horn went away to the far East and she was left alone? |
| 22175 | Had not the king himself sent for his prisoner? |
| 22175 | Had she roused the king or queen? |
| 22175 | Have ye never, in days gone by, been to the holy chapel, and have ye never had made over you the sign of the Holy Cross?'' |
| 22175 | Have ye no fear of me, Janet?'' |
| 22175 | How shall I know you, my little wee man?'' |
| 22175 | Not a sound save the wind did she hear? |
| 22175 | She sat in her bower and she said to her maid,''Helen, what shall I do, for my heart is in the Highlands with Donald?'' |
| 22175 | Sir John, fearing nothing, came before the king, and falling on his knee before him he said,''Sire, what is thy will?'' |
| 22175 | Then Thomas was sad, and tears streamed from his grey eyes, and he cried,''Tell me, lady fair, shall I never meet thee more?'' |
| 22175 | Was it on the sea or in a far- off country that thou didst find it, or was it on the finger of a dead man? |
| 22175 | Was that the bed creaking? |
| 22175 | Were the strains merry, gleeful? |
| 22175 | Were they sad, melancholy? |
| 22175 | What dost thou at my feet, my bonny maid?'' |
| 22175 | What should he do with Prince Horn, who was heir to the kingdom he had seized? |
| 22175 | When King Horn had donned his disguise, he cried,''Tell me now, how dost thou behave thyself when thou comest to the palace to beg?'' |
| 22175 | Why is it that she sobs so bitterly?'' |
| 22175 | Will ye come to the Highlands with me, Lizzie Lindsay?'' |
| 22175 | Ye do not forget, Janet?'' |
| 22175 | [ Illustration:''Will ye come to the Highlands with me, Lizzie Lindsay?''] |
| 22175 | asked the bird,''or are you pale with grief because your true love is far away?'' |
| 22175 | what is it Thomas hears beyond the song of the birds, the whisper of the breeze? |
| 22175 | what was that? |
| 29713 | And what will ye leave to your ain mither dear? 29713 ''Are these the Links of Forth,"she said,"Or are they the crooks of Dee, Or the bonnie woods o''Warroch- head That I so fain would see?"'' |
| 29713 | ''What wants that knave that a king should have?'' |
| 29713 | ''Where did ye get the rose- water that maks your skin so white?'' |
| 29713 | And what will ye leave to your ain mother dear, My dear son, now tell me, O?" |
| 29713 | And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife When ye gang over the sea, O?" |
| 29713 | CHAPTER II BALLAD GROWTH AND BALLAD HISTORY_ Clown_--What hast here? |
| 29713 | CHAPTER IV THE MYTHOLOGICAL BALLAD''Oh see ye not that bonnie road That winds about yon fernie brae? |
| 29713 | Despair had never a more piercing utterance than this:''"And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife? |
| 29713 | O Annie, winna ye bide?" |
| 29713 | Or was it man, or vile womán, My ain true love, that misshapéd thee?'' |
| 29713 | The change, no doubt, is for the better; and yet is it altogether for the better? |
| 29713 | The rescuer asks--''O, was it wehrwolf in the wood, Or was it mermaid in the sea? |
| 29713 | What then, thus questioned, do the Scottish ballads teach us of Scotland and the Scots? |
| 29713 | ballads? |
| 29713 | · · · · ·"But if you are a carl''s daughter, As I take you to be, Where did you get the gay clothing In greenwood was on thee?" |
| 35602 | ''Alas, my father and mother dear, Why are you so cruel to Annie? |
| 35602 | ''And what a hauld shall we draw till, My merry men and me? |
| 35602 | ''And what will ye leave to your ain mother dear, Edward, Edward; And what will ye leave to your ain mother dear, My dear son, now tell me, O?'' |
| 35602 | ''And whaten penance will ye drie for that, Edward, Edward? |
| 35602 | ''Are you awake, sweit William?'' |
| 35602 | ''At kirk and market, when we meet, We''ll dare make nae avowe, But-- Dame, how does my gay gos- hawk? |
| 35602 | ''But how shall I thee ken, Tam Lane, Or how shall I thee knaw, Amang so many unearthly knights, The like I never saw?'' |
| 35602 | ''Is there a bird in this hale forest Would do as mickle for me, As dip its wing in the wan water, And straik it ower my ee- bree?'' |
| 35602 | ''Is there any room at your head, Willie, Or any room at your feet? |
| 35602 | ''Is there ever a bird in a''this bush Would sing as I would say, Go home and tell my ain true love To come and fetch Johnie away? |
| 35602 | ''O wha is this hae done this deed, This ill deed done to me; To send me out this time o''the year, To sail upon the sea? |
| 35602 | ''Oh, did you steal them, James?'' |
| 35602 | ''Oh, have ye tint at tournament Your sword, or yet your spear? |
| 35602 | ''Whar sall I get a bonny boy, That will win hose and shoon; That will gae to Lord Barnard''s ha'', And bid his lady come? |
| 35602 | ***''And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife, Edward, Edward? |
| 35602 | And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife, When ye gang over the sea, O?'' |
| 35602 | And whaten penance will ye drie for that, My dear son, now tell me, O?'' |
| 35602 | But then spak a wily lord, Unto the queen said he:''O tell me wha''s the fairest face Rides in the company?'' |
| 35602 | Can it be that all editors hitherto have been too facile in accepting them as ancient, though modified compositions? |
| 35602 | Gil Morrice sat in guid green wood, He whistled and he sang;''O what mean a''the folk coming? |
| 35602 | Is there not such between those in the verse descriptive of Young Waters''s fettering, and those in the closing stanza of_ Sir Patrick Spence_? |
| 35602 | It may be asked, is there anything in the older Scottish poets comparable to them? |
| 35602 | Madam, how does my dow?'' |
| 35602 | Now, by whom had this improving revisal been effected? |
| 35602 | Now, first, is not the literary beauty of the above expressions of the young huntsman calculated to excite suspicion? |
| 35602 | Or any room at your side, Willie, Wherein that I may creep?'' |
| 35602 | Or mourn ye for the southern lass, Whom ye may not win near?'' |
| 35602 | Then up the stair his trumpeter He called soon and shortly;''Pray tell me soon what''s this you''ve done To Tifty''s bonny Annie?'' |
| 35602 | When we come to consider the internal evidence, what do we find? |
| 35602 | Who was the''lady''that favoured the printers with the copy? |
| 35602 | Why does your brand sae drap wi''bluid, And why sae sad gang ye, O?'' |
| 35602 | Why the knee on these occasions, if not a habitual idea of one poet? |
| 35602 | [ 15]''O see ye not, my merry men a'',[16] O see ye not what I see?'' |
| 35602 | or wholly so? |
| 35602 | she said;''Oh, did not you steal them, come tell to me? |
| 35602 | she said;''Or, sweit William, are you asleip? |
| 35602 | that they are to a much greater extent modern than has hitherto been supposed? |
| 12742 | An''ye wad be merrie, an''ye wad be sad, What the better wad billie Archie be? 12742 And have they e''en ta''en him, Kinmont Willie, Withouten either dread or fear? |
| 12742 | And have they ta''en him, Kinmont Willie, Against the truce of border tide? 12742 And is thou gane? |
| 12742 | But James, looking upon him sternly, said to his attendants,''What wants that knave that a king should have?'' 12742 But how ca''they the men we last met, Billie, as we cam owre the know?" |
| 12742 | But what garr''d thee steal the Laird''s Jock''s horse? 12742 But wilt thou sell me the bonny horse? |
| 12742 | But, prince, what sall cum o''my men? 12742 England''s our ain by heritage;"And what can us withstand,"Now we hae conquer''d fair Scotland,"With buckler, bow, and brand?" |
| 12742 | For Scotland''s conquer''d, up and down;Landmen we''ll never be:"Now, will ye go, my brethren two,"And try some jeopardy?" |
| 12742 | He said,''how can I go there? 12742 How can I confess them,"Hobbie says,"When I never saw them with my e''e?" |
| 12742 | May I find grace, my sovereign liege, Grace for my loyal men and me? 12742 Now I''ve slayne twa; slay ye the ane;"Is na that gude companye? |
| 12742 | Now, is''t na time, brothers,he cried,"Now, is''t na time to flee?" |
| 12742 | O is my basnet[162] a widow''s curc[163] Or my lance a wand of the willow tree? 12742 O wha is this has done this deed,"And tauld the king o''me,"To send us out, at this time of the year,"To sail upon the sea? |
| 12742 | O whair got thou these targats, Johnie,That blink[125] sae brawly abune thy brie?" |
| 12742 | O what''s this come o''me now? |
| 12742 | 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?" |
| 12742 | O will ye let Telfer''s kye gae back? 12742 The king of Scotlonde sent me here, And, gude Outlaw, I am sent to thee; I wad wot of whom ye hald your landis, Or man, wha may thy master be?" |
| 12742 | There''s five of us will hold the horse, And other five will watchmen be: But wha''s the man, amang ye a'', Will gae to the Tolbooth door wi''me? |
| 12742 | Though I hae slain the Lord Johnstone, What care I for their feid? 12742 Wha hauds this house?" |
| 12742 | Whae drives thir kye? |
| 12742 | Whae has done this deed? |
| 12742 | What neids I tell? 12742 What news? |
| 12742 | What reason had ye,said the earl,"for making question of my manhood? |
| 12742 | What tidings, what tidings, my trusty guide? |
| 12742 | Where are ye gaun, ye mason lads, Wi''a''your ladders, lang and hie? |
| 12742 | Where be ye gaun, ye broken men? |
| 12742 | Where be ye gaun, ye hunters keen? |
| 12742 | Where be ye gaun, ye marshal men? |
| 12742 | Where did I get him? 12742 Where was thou bred? |
| 12742 | Where, or in what countrie? |
| 12742 | Whom to shall I yield,said Earl Percy,"Now that I see it must be so?" |
| 12742 | Why trespass ye on the English side? 12742 Will your merryemen amend their lives? |
| 12742 | Wilt thou give me the keys of thy castell, Wi''the blessing of thy gaye ladye? 12742 Wilt thou with us into England ride, And thy safe warrand we will be? |
| 12742 | Ye wad ne''er be tald,quo''the gude Laird''s Jock;"Have ye not found my tales fu''leil? |
| 12742 | _ Harden''s cow!_echoed the affronted chief--"Is it come to that pass? |
| 12742 | _ Where was thou bred? 12742 ''Well,''said Reedman,''what will ye nowe that I shall do? 12742 ***** O have ye na heard o''the fause Sakelde? 12742 ***** O heard ye na o''the silly blind Harper, How lang he lived in Lochmaben town? 12742 ***** The king sits in Dumfermline town, Drinking the blude- red wine;O[77] whare will I get a skeely skippe[78],"To sail this new ship of mine?" |
| 12742 | --''And fro when s come you, sir?'' |
| 12742 | --''Who be you?'' |
| 12742 | --But to what Border- family of note, in former days, would not such an adage have been equally applicable? |
| 12742 | A child of the sheriff was playing before the door, to whom the outlaw gave an apple, saying,"Master, will you ride?" |
| 12742 | After hee was taken, his pride was such, as hee asked, who it was that durst avow that nightes worke? |
| 12742 | And as we cross''d the Bateable Land, When to the English side we held, The first o''men that we met wi'', Whae sould it be but fause Sakelde? |
| 12742 | And forgotten that the bauld Buccleuch Can back a steed, or shake a spear? |
| 12742 | And forgotten that the bauld Buccleuch Is Keeper here on the Scottish side? |
| 12742 | And he march''d up to Newcastle, And rode it round about;"O wha''s the lord of this castle,"Or wha''s the lady o''t?" |
| 12742 | And now, what is your will wi''me?" |
| 12742 | And whae will dare this deed avow? |
| 12742 | And when we cam to the lower prison, Where Willie o''Kinmont he did lie--"O sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie, Upon the morn that thou''s to die?" |
| 12742 | And, billie, wilt thou sell him to me?" |
| 12742 | And, limmer, what garr''d ye steal him?" |
| 12742 | But when they cam to Cholerford, There they''met with an auld man; Says--"Honest man, will the water ride? |
| 12742 | Do not you think, Eudoxus, that many of these praises might be applied to men of best deserts? |
| 12742 | How they hae ta''en bauld Kinmont Willie, On Hairibee to hang him up? |
| 12742 | James Murray said,"Man, frae thy master unto me?" |
| 12742 | Now sune they reach Newcastle jail, And to the prisoner thus they call;"Sleeps thou, wakes thou, Jock o''the Side, Or art thou weary of thy thrall?" |
| 12742 | O have ye na heard o''the keen Lord Scroop? |
| 12742 | Or answer by the border law? |
| 12742 | Or will ye do aught for regard o''me? |
| 12742 | Quha conjurit the litill gaist say ye? |
| 12742 | Quha dais not knaw the Maitland bluid, The best in all this land? |
| 12742 | Quhat causis theifis us ourgang, Bot want of justice us amang? |
| 12742 | Sir James Lindsay, what make you here?'' |
| 12742 | So he is up to England gane, And even as fast as he may drie; And when he cam to Carlisle gate, O whae was there but the Warden, he? |
| 12742 | The Scotsmen cried on other to stand, Frae time they saw John Robson slain-- What should they cry? |
| 12742 | The court and bishops? |
| 12742 | The eldest to the youngest said,"O see ye what I see? |
| 12742 | The wife answers,"What doest thou here, in this countrie? |
| 12742 | The youngest to the eldest said,"Blythe and merrie how can we be? |
| 12742 | Then Dickie look''t owre his left shoulder, Said--"Johnie, hast thou nae mae in cumpanie? |
| 12742 | Then loud the warden''s trumpet blew--"_ O whae dare meddle wi''me_? |
| 12742 | Then up and spoke our gude auld lord--"What news, what news, sister Downie, to me?" |
| 12742 | Then up bespak him auld Jock Grieve--"Whae''s this that bring''s the fray to me?" |
| 12742 | There was an auld wyfe ayont the fire, A wee bit o''the captain''s kin--"Whae dar loose out the captain''s kye, Or answer to him and his men?" |
| 12742 | They hae ta''en him on for west Carlisle; They asked him, if he kend the way? |
| 12742 | This order of minstrels is alluded to in the comic song of_ Maggy Lauder_, who thus addresses a piper--"Live ye upo''the border?" |
| 12742 | To Sir James Murray of Traquair, A message cam right speedilye--"What news? |
| 12742 | Up rose the laird to red the cumber,[150] Which would not be for all his boast;-- What could we doe with sic a number? |
| 12742 | Wad ye e''en[192] your lands to your born billy? |
| 12742 | Wha ever heard, in ony times, Sicken an Outlaw in his degrà ©, Sick favour get befor a king, As did the OUTLAW MURRAY of the Foreste frie? |
| 12742 | What message frae the king to me?" |
| 12742 | What news?" |
| 12742 | What news?" |
| 12742 | When Johnie wakened out o''his dream, I wat a dreirie man was he:"And is thou gane? |
| 12742 | When they arriv''d before the host, They hover''d on the lay--"Wilt thou lend me our king''s standard,"To bear a little way?" |
| 12742 | Where, or in what countrie?" |
| 12742 | Who will not regret, with the editor, that compositions of such interest and antiquity should be now irrecoverable? |
| 12742 | Why should we recapitulate the painful tale of the defeat and death of a high- spirited prince? |
| 12742 | can Willie say, To mak an outspeckle[136] o''me?" |
| 12742 | quo''Dickie;"Trow ye aye to make a fule o''me? |
| 12742 | quo''Dickie;"What mickle wae is this?" |
| 12742 | quo''he:"Where didst thou get fair Johnie Armstrong''s horse?" |
| 12742 | said Halliday,"Man, frae thy master unto me?" |
| 12742 | seyd our nobil king;"What Foreste is Ettricke Foreste frie?" |
| 12742 | whae has done this?" |
| 12742 | where was thou born? |
| 12742 | where was thou born? |
| 12742 | why ca''ye me man? |
| 12742 | young Edward cry''d,"Or wha gies''t ower to me?" |
| 41044 | Am I rewarded thus,quoth he,"In giving all I have 90 Unto my children, and to beg For what I lately gave? |
| 41044 | And who walkes yonder, my good lady, So royallye on yonder greene? |
| 41044 | But art thou a woman, as thou dost declare, Whose valor hath proved so undaunted in warre? 41044 But sithe your Grace in forraine coastes, Among your foes unkind, 90 Must go to hazard life and limme, Why should I stay behind? |
| 41044 | But what sayst thou, O Francis Norton? 41044 But who is yond, thou lady faire, That looketh with sic an austerne face?" |
| 41044 | Canst thou show me,the lord did say,"As thou didst sail by day and night, A Scottish rover on the sea, 75 His name is Andrew Barton, knight?" |
| 41044 | How long shall fortune faile me nowe, And harrowe me with fear and dread? 41044 How many miles is itt, madà me, 125 Betwixt yond English lords and mee?" |
| 41044 | In doing so, you glad my soul,The aged king reply''d;"But what say''st thou, my youngest girl? |
| 41044 | Is it so? |
| 41044 | King Henry, King Henry, will ye do this for me, To rip up my two sides, and save my babie? |
| 41044 | Now fye upon thee, coward Francis, 85 Thou never learnedst this of mee; When thou wert yong and tender of age, Why did I make soe much of thee? |
| 41044 | O cam ye frae the Highlands, man? 41044 O doctor, O doctor, will ye do this for me, To rip up my two sides, and save my babie?" |
| 41044 | O was ye near Mac Donnell''s men? 41044 O were ye ever a soldier?" |
| 41044 | O yield thee, yield thee, Percy,he said,"Or else I vow I''ll lay thee low;"Whom to shall I yield,"said Earl Percy,"Now that I see it maun be so?" |
| 41044 | O, billie, billie, bonny billie, Will ye go to the wood wi''me? 41044 Tell me who s men ye ar,"he says,"Or who s men that ye be: 60 Who gave youe leave to hunte in this Chyviat chays, In the spyt of me?" |
| 41044 | To whom must I yield,quoth Earl Percy,"Now that I see it must be so?" |
| 41044 | Was I not yesterdaye at the Newe Castell, That stonds so fayre on Tyne? 41044 What greater honour could ye wish In deeds of chivalry, Or brave victory than this, Where one has chac''d thrice three? |
| 41044 | What needeth this, Douglas? |
| 41044 | What news, what news, my trusty page, What news, what news, hast thou brought to me? |
| 41044 | What''s your boon? |
| 41044 | Where schall I byde the? |
| 41044 | Who have we here? |
| 41044 | Who have wee here? |
| 41044 | Why grieves my Rose, my sweetest Rose? |
| 41044 | Ye captaines couragious, of valour so bold, 65 Whom thinke you before you now you doe behold? |
| 41044 | & c._ When Johnie Cope to Dunbar came They spear''d at him,"Where''s a''your men?" |
| 41044 | ''In what language?'' |
| 41044 | (?) |
| 41044 | 10 Saw ye Mac Donnell and his men, As they cam frae the Skye?" |
| 41044 | 120"And who beth yonder, thou gay ladye, That walkes so proudly him beside?" |
| 41044 | 140 If God to me such shame did bring, That yielded only to a king, How shall they scape that daily run To practise sin with every man? |
| 41044 | 160"And wilt thou goe, thou noble lord? |
| 41044 | 20 General Dalyell held to the hill, Asking at them what was their will; And who gave them this protestation, To rise in arms against the nation? |
| 41044 | 20"Whare hae ye been? |
| 41044 | 20***** Thus the great Montrose did say,"Can you direct the nearest way? |
| 41044 | 25 And why did ye so? |
| 41044 | 35 Alas, for woe,& c."Bishop,"quoth Browne,"what hast thou there?" |
| 41044 | 35 How is thy love ally''d?" |
| 41044 | 40"And wilt thou shew no more,"quoth he,"Than doth thy duty bind? |
| 41044 | 40"What makes you be so sad, my lord, And in your mind so sorrowfullye? |
| 41044 | 40_ Oh''on a ri, Oh''on a ri,_ Why should she lose King Shames, man? |
| 41044 | 5 And wherefore did you sae? |
| 41044 | 60"Now saye, English captaine, what woldest thou give To ransome thy selfe, which else must not live? |
| 41044 | Alas for woe, why should it be so? |
| 41044 | And he march''d up to Newcastle, And rode it round about;"O wha''s the lord of this castle, 15 Or wha''s the lady o''t?" |
| 41044 | And how hae ye sped?" |
| 41044 | Brave Forbà © s to his brother did say, 45"O brother, dinna ye see? |
| 41044 | But Huntly lap on his horse, Rade to the king:"Ye''re welcome hame, Huntly, And whare hae ye been? |
| 41044 | But they stirred neither top nor mast;[L13] Stoutly they past Sir Andrew by;"What English churles are yonder,"he sayd, 15"That can soe litle curtesye? |
| 41044 | Come, tell to me, John Hielandman, What might their numbers be?" |
| 41044 | Did ye their number see? |
| 41044 | For till he came there, what had he to fear; Or why should he repent- a? |
| 41044 | Hogan Dutch, 155? |
| 41044 | How long shall I in bale abide, In misery my life to lead? |
| 41044 | O cam ye a''the way? |
| 41044 | On Towie Mounth I mett a man, Weill grathed in his gear: 10 Quoth I,"Quhat neues?" |
| 41044 | Or are your drums a- beating yet? |
| 41044 | Or was you at the Sheriff- moor, And did the battle see, man? |
| 41044 | Pitlarichie, 319? |
| 41044 | Pray tell whilk of the parties won? |
| 41044 | Sir Andrewe cryed,"What may a man now thinke or say? |
| 41044 | The doctor was called for and set by her bedside, 5"What aileth thee, my ladie, thine eyes seem so red?" |
| 41044 | Vext was the king, and turning him, Said to the lords of high degree,"Have I ne''er a lord within my realm, Dare fetch that traytor unto me?" |
| 41044 | When they had other fifty sayld, 205 Other fifty mile upon the sea, Lord Percy called to Douglas himselfe, Sayd,"What wilt thou nowe doe with mee?" |
| 41044 | Ye Highlands, and ye Lawlands, O where have you been? |
| 41044 | _ W._ Now how diel, Tam, can this be true? |
| 41044 | _ W._ Pray came you here the fight to shun, Or keep the sheep with me, man? |
| 41044 | _ cudgel_? |
| 41044 | _ devoted themselves to death_? |
| 41044 | are ye waking yet? |
| 41044 | bedeen, 265,_ in numbers_,_ one after another_? |
| 41044 | bended, 182,_ bounded_? |
| 41044 | brace, 260, same as breeze,_ hurry_? |
| 41044 | door, 154? |
| 41044 | ewill, 229; qy, eve, or vigil? |
| 41044 | free, frie,_ noble_; 20, of metal,_ precious_(?) |
| 41044 | he sayth;"What needest thou to flyte with mee? |
| 41044 | how can that be? |
| 41044 | lilye, 23, lilly, 179,_ covered with lilies_? |
| 41044 | marke hym to the Trenità ©, 13,_ commit himself to God by making the sign of the cross_? |
| 41044 | marked, 14,_ fixed their eyes on_,_ took aim at_? |
| 41044 | oh''on a ri, Gaelic,_ oh, my heart!_ oh''rig in di, 155? |
| 41044 | rax,_ reach_,_ stretch_; 265,_ beat_? |
| 41044 | riggings, 154,_ backs_? |
| 41044 | rise on anchor, 206? |
| 41044 | rung,_ cudgel_; canon''s,_ figuratively_,_ for shot_? |
| 41044 | rynde, 13,_ flayed_? |
| 41044 | sayd the Dowglas,"Or where wylte thow come to me?" |
| 41044 | silver wand, 100? |
| 41044 | spurne,_ kick_; 42,_ retaliation_? |
| 41044 | tald, 227,_ tall_? |
| 41044 | tree, 226,_ spear- shaft_? |
| 41044 | vowed? |
| 41044 | wane, 36? |
| 41044 | weal, 41( of hands), to_ wring_? |
| 41044 | weale, 64, qy,_ well_? |
| 41044 | wede, 72,_ shorn_? |
| 20624 | ''An''hey, Willie, an''hoa, Willie, Winne ye turn agen?'' |
| 20624 | ''And gae to the Hielands, my lassie, And gae, gae wi''me? |
| 20624 | ''And what will I say to my mother dear, Gin she chance to say, Willie, whar''s John?'' |
| 20624 | ''And what will I say to my sister dear, Gin she chance to say, Willie, whar''s John?'' |
| 20624 | ''Are ye sleepin'', Baronne, or are ye wakin''? |
| 20624 | ''Arise, arise, O son,''he said,''For I see thou''s won the victory;''''Father, could ye not drunk your wine at home, And letten me and my brother be? |
| 20624 | ''But how cal''d they the man we last with mett, Billie, as we came over the know?'' |
| 20624 | ''But turn, mi dear brother, and nae langer stay: What''ll cum o''your ladie, gin Braikley thei slay? |
| 20624 | ''But what gart thou steal the Laird''s Jock''s horse? |
| 20624 | ''But what will I say to her you lo''e dear, Gin she cry, Why tarries my John?'' |
| 20624 | ''But what will I say to my father dear, Gin he chance to say, Willie, whar''s John?'' |
| 20624 | ''But who is there,''quoth John o''the Side,''That knows my name so right and free?'' |
| 20624 | ''But will thou lend me thy bay?'' |
| 20624 | ''But will thou sell me Fair Johnie Armstrong''s horse? |
| 20624 | ''Cam ye bi the castell, and was ye in there? |
| 20624 | ''For all the good service that I have done, What shall my meed be? |
| 20624 | ''Hast thou play''d me that, Carmichael? |
| 20624 | ''How like you my shepherds and my millers? |
| 20624 | ''How now, James?'' |
| 20624 | ''How should I yield me,''says the King,''And thou art no gentleman?'' |
| 20624 | ''I never will turn: do you think I will fly? |
| 20624 | ''Is thou gane now, Dickie, than? |
| 20624 | ''Istow a maid, or istow a wife? |
| 20624 | ''Istow a maid, or istow a wife? |
| 20624 | ''Istow a maid, or istow a wife? |
| 20624 | ''My eyes are seething in my head, My flesh roasting also, My bowels are boiling with my blood; Is not that a woeful woe? |
| 20624 | ''My hands are tied, but my tongue is free, And whae will dare this deed avow? |
| 20624 | ''My lord Nevill, where been ye? |
| 20624 | ''My lord of Hamilton, where art thou? |
| 20624 | ''O Helen, wad ye leave your coffer, And a''your silk kirtles sae braw, And gang wi''a bare- hough''d puir laddie, And leave father, mither, and a''? |
| 20624 | ''O are ye going to hawke,''she says,''As ye ha''done before, O? |
| 20624 | ''O are you come for sport, young man? |
| 20624 | ''O cam ye frae the Hielan''s, man? |
| 20624 | ''O have ye seen Sir James the Rose, The young heir of Buleighan? |
| 20624 | ''O how can I gae to the Hielands Or how can I gae wi''thee, Whan I dinna ken whare I''m gaing, Nor wha I hae to gae wi''?'' |
| 20624 | ''O how can I gae wi''a stranger, Oure hills and oure glens frae my hame?'' |
| 20624 | ''O is my basnet a widow''s curch, Or my lance a wand of the willow- tree, Or my arm a ladye''s lilye hand, That an English lord should lightly me? |
| 20624 | ''O lady, can you fancy me, For to be my bride? |
| 20624 | ''Oh was ye near Macdonell''s men? |
| 20624 | ''Pray, what may thy three brethren be, That I durst na mak''so bold with thee?'' |
| 20624 | ''Se yow, my meri men all, And se yow what I see? |
| 20624 | ''Sir Richard of Edinburgh, where are ye? |
| 20624 | ''The Earl of Anguish, where art thou? |
| 20624 | ''The Earl of Vaughan, where be ye? |
| 20624 | ''Tho''I have killed the laird Johnston, What care I for his feed? |
| 20624 | ''Was I not yesterdaye at the Newe Castell, That stondes so fayre on Tyne? |
| 20624 | ''Weel may ye sigh and sob,''says ane,''Weel may you sigh and see; Weel may you sigh and say, fair maid, Wha''s gotten this bairn wi''thee?'' |
| 20624 | ''What ails ye at your youngest son, Sits smilin''at the nurse''s knee? |
| 20624 | ''What art thou better than I, sir King? |
| 20624 | ''What''ll cum o''your ladie and bonnie young son? |
| 20624 | ''What''s needs me value you, Jamie Douglas, More than you do value me? |
| 20624 | ''What''s that theife?'' |
| 20624 | ''What''s that thou sayst, thou limmer loon? |
| 20624 | ''What''s that thou sayst, thou limmer loon? |
| 20624 | ''Where are ye gaun, ye mason- lads, Wi''a''your ladders lang and hie?'' |
| 20624 | ''Where are you going, Sir James?'' |
| 20624 | ''Where be ye gaun, ye broken men?'' |
| 20624 | ''Where be ye gaun, ye hunters keen?'' |
| 20624 | ''Where be ye gaun, ye marshal- men?'' |
| 20624 | ''Where be ye, my merry maidens, That ye come not me to? |
| 20624 | ''Where schall I byde the?'' |
| 20624 | ''Where shall I go? |
| 20624 | ''Who have we here?'' |
| 20624 | ''Why trespass ye on the English side? |
| 20624 | ''Ye wad never be tel''d it,''quo''the Laird''s Jock,''Have ye not found my tales fu''leel? |
| 20624 | 19.4:? |
| 20624 | 58.4:''March- parti,''the Border; so''the Marches,''59.3 60.1:''weal,''clench(?). |
| 20624 | 65.2:''spurn''= kick(? |
| 20624 | An''cam ye a''the wey? |
| 20624 | And hast thou play''d me that?'' |
| 20624 | And what needs a''this courtesie?'' |
| 20624 | And when we cam to the lower prison, Where Willie o''Kinmont he did lie:''O sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie, Upon the morn that thou''s to die?'' |
| 20624 | And where been all thy merry men That thou took hence with thee?'' |
| 20624 | And, billie, will thou sell him to me?'' |
| 20624 | And, limmer, what gart thou steal him?'' |
| 20624 | Brave Forbës to his brither did say,''Noo, brither, dinna ye see? |
| 20624 | But what faith and conscience had thou, traitor, When thou took my three kye frae me? |
| 20624 | Come, tell to me, John Hielan''man, What micht their numbers be?'' |
| 20624 | Cried''Mercy, mercy, Lady Frendraught, Will ye not sink with sin? |
| 20624 | Dickie looked o''er his left shoulder,''Johnie, has thou any mo in thy company? |
| 20624 | Did ye their numbers see? |
| 20624 | Dost either want gold or fee? |
| 20624 | Down then cam the auld queen, Goud tassels tying her hair:''O Marie, where''s the bonny wee babe That I heard greet sae sair?'' |
| 20624 | For dinna you mind that summer night I was in the bught wi''thee?'' |
| 20624 | How they hae taen bauld Kinmont Willie, On Hairibee to hang him up? |
| 20624 | Is this the thing ye promised to me When at first I did thee marry?'' |
| 20624 | It was the hour o''gloaming gray, When herds come in frae fauld and pen; A herd he saw a huntsman lie, Says he,''Can this be Laird Troughen''?'' |
| 20624 | Martinmas wind, when wilt thou blaw, And shake the green leaves off the tree? |
| 20624 | My priests with shaven crowns?'' |
| 20624 | O gentle death, when wilt thou come? |
| 20624 | O have ye na heard o''the fause Sakelde? |
| 20624 | O have ye na heard o''the keen Lord Scroop? |
| 20624 | O heard ye of Sir James the Rose, The young heir of Buleighan? |
| 20624 | O what''ll cum o''them when Braikley is gone?'' |
| 20624 | O wherefore shoud I busk my head? |
| 20624 | Or answer by the Border law? |
| 20624 | Or are ye going to wield your brand, Upon the braes of Yarrow?'' |
| 20624 | Or are you come for a sight o''our bride, Just on her wedding day?'' |
| 20624 | Or are you come for play? |
| 20624 | Or how dare thou stand to speak to me? |
| 20624 | Or how dare thou stand to speak to me? |
| 20624 | Or wherefore shoud I kame my hair? |
| 20624 | Out spak the brave baronne, owre the castell- wa'';''Are ye cum to spulyie and plunder mi ha''? |
| 20624 | Said,''How dost thou, heir of Linne, Since I did buy thy lands of thee? |
| 20624 | Saw ye Macdonell an''his men, As they cam frae the Skee?'' |
| 20624 | Saw ye pretty Peggy tearing her hair?'' |
| 20624 | Says''How dost thou, lord of Linne? |
| 20624 | Shall I venture my body in field to fight With a man that''s faith and troth to me?'' |
| 20624 | Shall I venture my body in field to fight With a man that''s faith and troth to me?'' |
| 20624 | Syne, dress''d in his Hieland grey plaiden, His bonnet abune his e''e- bree, He called on fair Lizie Lindsay; Says,''Lizie, will ye fancy me? |
| 20624 | The king sits in Dumferling toune, Drinking the blude- reid wine:''O whar will I get[ a] guid sailor, To sail this schip of mine?'' |
| 20624 | Then came in famous Douglas, Says''What shall my meed be? |
| 20624 | Then loud the Warden''s trumpets blew''Oh whae dare meddle wi''me?'' |
| 20624 | Then on the morn, when the day grew light, The shouts and cryes rose loud and high;''What''s that theife?'' |
| 20624 | There were twa brethren in the north, They went to the school thegither; The one unto the other said,''Will you try a warsle afore?'' |
| 20624 | What art thou better than I, sir King, Now we be but man to man?'' |
| 20624 | When Johnë waken''d out of his dream, I wat a drery man was he;''Is thou gane now, Dickie, than? |
| 20624 | When she came before the king, She knelit lowly on her knee;''O what''s the matter, May Margaret? |
| 20624 | Where is the way over this ford? |
| 20624 | Where shall I go to hide me? |
| 20624 | Wilt thou not sell thy lands so broad To such a good fellow as me? |
| 20624 | Wiltow twinn with thy maidenhead, or thy sweet life?'' |
| 20624 | Wiltow twinn with thy maidenhead, or thy sweet life?'' |
| 20624 | Wiltow twinn with thy maidenhead, or thy sweet life?'' |
| 20624 | With that bespoke now Robin Bewick;''O man, was I not much to blame? |
| 20624 | [ Annotations: 13.1:''haik ye up,''kidnap(_ Jamieson_), but? |
| 20624 | quo''Dickie;''Trow ye ay to make a fool of me? |
| 20624 | quo''Dickë,''Trow ye ay to make a fool of me?'' |
| 20624 | quo''he;''Where did thou gett Fair Johnie Armstrong''s horse?'' |
| 20624 | sayd the Dowglas,''Or where wylte thow com to me?'' |
| 20624 | she says,''Or where now are you riding?'' |
| 20624 | then said the King,''How now, how may this be? |
| 20624 | where shall I run? |
| 12882 | An''sae wi''you, ye weel- bred knight,"And what''s your will wi''me? |
| 12882 | An''winna ye pity my poor steed,Stands trembling at yon tree?" |
| 12882 | And has na thou mind, Lord Gregory,As we sat on the hill,"Thou twin''d me o''my maidenheid"Right sair against my will? |
| 12882 | And hast thou play''d me that? |
| 12882 | And if I were thine, and in thy propine,[A]O what wad ye do to me?" |
| 12882 | And wha has kill''d the master kid,That ran beneath that ladye''s bed? |
| 12882 | And wha has loosed her left foot shee,And let that ladye lighter be?" |
| 12882 | And wha has ta''en downe that bush o''woodbine,That hung between her bour and mine? |
| 12882 | And wha will father my young sonTill Lord Gregory come hame?" |
| 12882 | And wha will glove my hand? 12882 And wha will lace my middle jimp"W''a lang lang linen band? |
| 12882 | And wha''s ta''en out the kaims o''care,That were amang that ladye''s hair? |
| 12882 | And what is the bird, the bonnie bonnie bird,Sings on the evening gale?" |
| 12882 | And what needs a''this courtesie? |
| 12882 | And what''s the little boat,she said,"Can sail the world all round?" |
| 12882 | Are ye sleeping, Margaret? |
| 12882 | Arise, and speak three words to me!--Whether thou''se gotten thy deadly wound,"Or if God and good leaching may succour thee?" |
| 12882 | But how sall I your true love find,Or how suld I her know? |
| 12882 | But how shall I thee ken, Tamlane? 12882 But what''s the little coin,"she said,"Wald buy my castle bound? |
| 12882 | Gar douk, gar douk,[B] the king he cried,"Gar douk for gold and fee;"O wha will douk for Erl Richard''s sake,"Or wha will douk for me?" |
| 12882 | Hast thou pitied the afflicted, O man? 12882 Hast thou play''d me that, Carmichael?" |
| 12882 | Have ye no under robe of steel? 12882 How dares thou stand to speak to me? |
| 12882 | Is there ony room at your feet? 12882 Is there ony room at your head, Saunders? |
| 12882 | Now whether are ye the queen hersell,( For so ye weel might be)"Or are ye the lass of Lochroyan,"Seekin''Lord Gregory?" |
| 12882 | O Billie, billie, bonny billie,Will ye go to the wood wi''me? |
| 12882 | O chuse, O chuse, Lady Marg''ret,he said,"O whether will ye gang or bide?" |
| 12882 | O come ye here to fight, young lord,Or come ye here to play? |
| 12882 | O come ye here to part your land,The bonnie forest thorough? |
| 12882 | O dinna ye mind, Lord Gregory,As we sat at the wine,"We chang''d the rings frae our fingers,"And I can shew thee thine? |
| 12882 | O have ye tint, at tournament,Your sword, or yet your spear? |
| 12882 | O hey, how mony small penniesMake thrice three thousand pound? |
| 12882 | O is there na a bonnie bird,Can sing as I can say;"Could flee away to my mother''s bower,"And tell to fetch Johnie away?" |
| 12882 | O kent ye by my rosy lips? 12882 O see na thou yon bonny bower? |
| 12882 | O sleep ye, wake ye, Lillie Flower? 12882 O wanted ye your meat, Willie,"Or wanted ye your fee? |
| 12882 | O were ye ever a soldier? |
| 12882 | O wha has done the wrang, sister,Or dared the deadly sin? |
| 12882 | O wha is yon, that came this way,Sae hastilie that hither came? |
| 12882 | O wha will kame my yellow hairWith a new made silver kame? |
| 12882 | O wha will shoe my bonny foot? 12882 O whae is this at my bower door,"That chaps sae late, nor kens the gin? |
| 12882 | O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? 12882 O where hae ye been, my handsome young man?" |
| 12882 | O where were ye, my milk- white steed,That I hae coft sae dear,"That wadna watch and waken me,"When there was maiden here?" |
| 12882 | O winna ye pity me, bonny lass,O winna ye pity me? |
| 12882 | Or by my yellow hair? 12882 Or come ye here to drink good wine"Upon the wedding day?" |
| 12882 | Or come ye here to wield your brand,On the dowie houms of Yarrow?" |
| 12882 | Or gat ye e''er an angry word,That ye ran awa frae me?" |
| 12882 | Or how shall I thee knaw,Amang so many unearthly knights,"The like I never saw.?" |
| 12882 | Or kent ye by my milk- white breast,Ye never yet saw bare?" |
| 12882 | Or mourn ye for the southern lass,Whom you may not win near?" |
| 12882 | Or ony room at your side, Saunders,Where fain, fain, I wad sleep?" |
| 12882 | Or why come ye to Carterhaugh,Withoutten leave o''me?" |
| 12882 | Sall we young Benjie head, sister,Sall we young Benjie hang,"Or sall we pike out his twa gray een,"And punish him ere he gang?" |
| 12882 | Say, have you got no armour on? 12882 The night is misty and mirk, fair may,"And I have ridden astray,"And will ye be so kind, fair may,"As come out and point my way?" |
| 12882 | Thy faith and troth thou sall na get,And our true love sall never twin,"Until ye tell what comes of women,"I wot, who die in strong traivelling? |
| 12882 | Weel I wat, ye be a very bonny may,But whae''s aught that babe ye are wi''?" |
| 12882 | Wha was sae stout, and feared nae dout,As thraw ye o''er the linn?" |
| 12882 | What became of your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son? 12882 What became of your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?" |
| 12882 | What doth this mean,George Wharton said,"To strike in such unmanly sort? |
| 12882 | What gars ye break the tree? 12882 What gat ye to your dinner, Lord Randal, my son?. |
| 12882 | What gat ye to your dinner, my handsome young man? |
| 12882 | What news, what news, ye gray- headed carle,What news bring ye to me?" |
| 12882 | What''s fairer than the lilye flowerOn this wee know[B] that grows?" |
| 12882 | What''s paler than the prymrose wan? 12882 What''s redder than the rose? |
| 12882 | What''s that thou says, thou limmer loun? 12882 Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son? |
| 12882 | Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man? |
| 12882 | Where hae ye been, now, ladye fair,Where hae ye been sae late?" |
| 12882 | Why pu''ye the rose, Janet,Within this garden grene,"And a''to kill the bonny babe,"That we got us between?" |
| 12882 | Ye lied, ye lied, my very bonny may,Sae loud as I hear you lie;"For dinna ye mind that misty night"I was i''the bought wi''thee? |
| 12882 | You are both stark and stoor;Would you defile the king''s own bed,"And make his queen a whore? |
| 12882 | --"But, nevertheless, now, Erl Richard,"Ye will bide in ray bower a''night?" |
| 12882 | And ay she sat in her mother''s bower door, And ay she made her mane,"Oh whether should I gang to the Broomfield hill,"Or should I stay at hame? |
| 12882 | And out then spake her White Lilly;"My sister, we''ll be gane:"Why suld we stay in Barnisdale,"To mourn our hour within?" |
| 12882 | And, as he sate at meat, he askyd a monke of the house, how moche a lofe was worth, that was before hym sete at the table? |
| 12882 | Art born of gentle blood and pure descent? |
| 12882 | As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane; The tane unto the t''other say,"Where sall we gang and dine to- day?" |
| 12882 | Bastard or bastinadoed? |
| 12882 | But think na ye my heart was sair, When I laid the moul on his yellow hair? |
| 12882 | Claverhouse said to his wife,"What thinkest thou of thy husband now, woman?" |
| 12882 | General Dalyell held to the hill, Asking at them what was their will; And who gave them this protestation, To rise in arms against the nation? |
| 12882 | George Wharton cry''d,"Art thou a living man, tell me? |
| 12882 | Hast thou clothed the naked? |
| 12882 | Hast thou consoled the orphan? |
| 12882 | He came in, and said,"And has this gentleman( designed by his name) given poor Sandie, and thir poor things, such a fright? |
| 12882 | He said twice over,"What do I mean? |
| 12882 | Henry the Great casually asked him, how he lost his eye? |
| 12882 | In anger he went to the queen, Who fell upon her knee; He said,"You false, unchaste woman,"What''s this you''ve done to me?" |
| 12882 | Is thy pedigree As long, as wide as mine? |
| 12882 | Isabel Alison, executed at Edinburgh, 26th January, 1681, was interrogated, before the privy council, if she conversed with David Hackston? |
| 12882 | O think na ye my heart was wae, When I turn''d about, away to gae? |
| 12882 | Or wha wad, wish a lealer love Than Brown Adam the smith? |
| 12882 | Out then spak her eldest brother,"O how shall we her ken?" |
| 12882 | Out up then spake a bonny bird, Sat high upon a tree,-- How could you kill that noble lord? |
| 12882 | Says--"Why pu''ye the rose, Janet? |
| 12882 | She said,"If ye were permitted, I doubt not but your cruelty would go that length; but how will ye make answer for this morning''s work?" |
| 12882 | She saw the flames ascending high, The tears blinded her e''e:"Where is the worthy knight,"she said,"Who is to fight for me?" |
| 12882 | She set the cog[A] upon her head, An''she''s gane singing hame--"O where hae ye been, my ae daughter? |
| 12882 | The king said unto Rodingham,"What news have you to me?" |
| 12882 | The king, supposing the accident the consequence of a duel, immediately enquired,"Does the man yet live?" |
| 12882 | Then out bespake the king again,--"My boy, now tell to me,"Who dwells into yon bigly bour,"Beneath yon green aik tree?" |
| 12882 | Then saft she smiled, and said to him,"O what ill hae I done?" |
| 12882 | Then they''ve ta''en up the comely corpse, And laid it on the ground--"O wha has killed our ae sister,"And how can he be found? |
| 12882 | Then up and spak the popinjay, That sat upon the tree--"What hae ye done wi''Erl Richard? |
| 12882 | Then up and spake him, Brown Robin,"And what needs this?" |
| 12882 | Then up and spake the king himsell, When he saw the deadly wound--"O wha has slain my right- hand man,"That held my hawk and hound?" |
| 12882 | Then up and spake the popinjay, Says--"What needs a''this din? |
| 12882 | Then up bespak her eldest brother,"O see na ye what I see?" |
| 12882 | They asked me, when saw ye John Balfour( Burly), that pious youth? |
| 12882 | They asked, if the killing of the bishop of St Andrews was a pious act? |
| 12882 | They asked, when? |
| 12882 | Thinks thou still fit thus for to treat Thy captive cruelly? |
| 12882 | Were none of all thy lineage hang''d, or cuckold? |
| 12882 | When ended, John Muirhead enquired what he meant by Brown''s blood? |
| 12882 | When she came before the king, She knelit lowly on her knee--"O what''s the matter, may Margaret? |
| 12882 | Which the prince overhearing,''Why, Richard,''says he,''do you think you may practise here your old tricks upon the borders?'' |
| 12882 | Who fought with all these arms at once? |
| 12882 | Why the devil do ye na march? |
| 12882 | do you not see them?" |
| 12882 | he says,"Or are ye waking presentlie? |
| 12882 | quo''he;"Or what can woman do for you,"That canna be done by me?" |
| 12882 | said Christie Graeme,"But where sae lang frae hame were ye?" |
| 12882 | sir knight, sestow this? |
| 43825 | Alas, good sir,she said,"Are you so strictly ty''d, 70 You may not with your dearest friend One hour or two abide? |
| 43825 | But many a trustye friend have I, And why shold I feel dole or care? 43825 But there''s na water in the house, And what shall we do than?" |
| 43825 | But what''s the little coin,she said, 35"Wald buy my castle bound? |
| 43825 | Dost think for all my speech, That I would let thee go? 43825 How far are you going this way?" |
| 43825 | How many of the small fishes, 65 Do swim the salt seas round? 43825 I pray,"quoth the king,"what creatures are those?" |
| 43825 | If you are wearied so soon, Why did ye tryst me here? |
| 43825 | In what place,sayd our king,"may be bought like to this?" |
| 43825 | Is this the friendship, that You did to me protest? 43825 My father''s rich; why then Should I want store of gold?" |
| 43825 | Nay, first,quoth Richard,"good- fellowe, tell me true, Hast thou noe creepers within thy gay hose? |
| 43825 | Now what is the flower, the ae first flower, Springs either on moor or dale? 43825 O I am gaun to court a wife, And think na ye that''s weel dune, dune, And think na ye that''s weel dune?" |
| 43825 | O hey, how mony small pennies Make thrice three thousand pound? 43825 O sae fa''you, ye courteous knight; What are your wills wi''me? |
| 43825 | O whare are ye gaun? |
| 43825 | O what dost thee want of me? |
| 43825 | O what is longer than the way? 43825 O what need I be sorrie, madame, O what need I be sorrie, madame? |
| 43825 | O what shall I do this wild boar for to see? |
| 43825 | O, what dost thee mean, fair lady? |
| 43825 | Or what is greener than the grass? 43825 Or what is louder than a horn? |
| 43825 | Since it is so, where shall we go A match for thee to find, That art so fair and beautiful, That none can suit thy mind? |
| 43825 | Tushe, Sir John,quoth his wife,"why should you frett or frowne? |
| 43825 | What ails ye at the pudding bree 35 That boils into the pan? |
| 43825 | What art thou,hee sayde,"thou fine fellòwe? |
| 43825 | What boote wilt thou have? |
| 43825 | What craftsman art thou? |
| 43825 | What doth this mean,George Wharton said,"To strike in such unmanly sort? |
| 43825 | What is that upon your back? |
| 43825 | What is the fairest flower, tell me, That grows in muir or dale? 43825 What is the work that ye intend, Or how can we agree? |
| 43825 | What''s greener than the greenest grass? 43825 What''s that ye''ve got on your arm?" |
| 43825 | What''s the matter wi''you, my fair maiden, You luk so pale and wan? 43825 What, art thou a foole?" |
| 43825 | Where shall I rin, where shall I gang, 45 Or where shall I gang hide me? 43825 Whom has he robb''d? |
| 43825 | Why should you not? |
| 43825 | Why, what dost thou think of me,quoth our king merrily,"Passing thy judgment upon me so briefe?" |
| 43825 | Yes, I have lands and woods, father, Castels and touirs three; But what if she like my lands and rents Far more than she loves me? 43825 [ L56]"What tydinges heare you,"sayd the kynge,"As you ryde farre and neare?" |
| 43825 | ''The poor children three,''& c., can not surely mean the three sisters of Francis Bosville, who would have been coheiresses, had he made no will? |
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| 43825 | 120 And having concluded, the young squire he Said,"From whence do you come, pray now tell me?" |
| 43825 | 140"What ails my heart''s delight, My Sarah dear?" |
| 43825 | 140"What boote wilt thou have?" |
| 43825 | 180"Here is a man arraign''d and cast, And brought to suffer death at last, Because your daughter dear he slew; Which if he did, what''s that to you? |
| 43825 | 20"Now whether is this a rich man''s house, Or whether is it a poor?" |
| 43825 | 20"O winna ye pity me, fair maid, O winna ye pity me? |
| 43825 | 20"What will you wager, Wise William? |
| 43825 | 20"Where will I get a little wee boy, That is baith true and steady, That will run on to bonny Gight, And bring to me my lady?" |
| 43825 | 25"I- wis,"quoth the miller,"this is an odd jest: What should we doe there? |
| 43825 | 40 Or hey, how mony small fishes Swim a''the salt sea round?" |
| 43825 | 40"What news, what news, my little boy? |
| 43825 | 40"Who calleth there,"quoth Judith then,"With such shrill sounding notes?" |
| 43825 | 5"Whar are ye gaun, O Kempy Kaye, Whar are ye gaun sa sune?" |
| 43825 | 50 Can ye plow, reap, and sow the corn, And a''for meat and fee?" |
| 43825 | 60 The cook said,"My lady promis''d that thou[L61] Shouldest be a scullion to wait on me now:[L62] What say''st thou, girl, art thou willing to bide?" |
| 43825 | 60"Now cheare up, sire abbot, did you never hear yet, That a fool he may learne a wise man witt? |
| 43825 | 60"O had ye a stranger here last night, Who drank till the day was dawing? |
| 43825 | 60"Say, have you got no armour on? |
| 43825 | 60"Ye ha''e asked many questions, lady, I''ve you as many told;""But, how many pennies round Make a hundred pounds in gold? |
| 43825 | 70 Or what''s the crime that he has done, His foes they are sae mony?" |
| 43825 | 70"Art thou not lowsy nor scabby?" |
| 43825 | 75 What sweeter meat than honey?" |
| 43825 | 80 The sport being done, this young squire did say,"Young lady, where do you live, tell me, I pray?" |
| 43825 | 80"O will you we d,"her mother said,"A man you do not know, For to break your parents''heart, With shame but and with woe?" |
| 43825 | 90 What''s war nor an ill woman''s wish? |
| 43825 | 90"Why art thou angry?" |
| 43825 | An hundred kisses then, For my farewel she gave; Crying,"Sweet Barnwell, when shall I Again thy company have? |
| 43825 | And how xuld ony dowe ben withoute bon? |
| 43825 | And what is the bird, the bonnie bonnie bird, Sings on the evening gale?" |
| 43825 | And what''s the little boat,"she said,"Can sail the world all round?" |
| 43825 | Art thou no run- away, prythee, youth, tell? |
| 43825 | Borrowit with Chrystis angell cleir, Hend men, will ye nocht herk? |
| 43825 | George Wharton cry''d,"Art thou a living man, tell me? |
| 43825 | Have you no under robe of steel? |
| 43825 | Have you not heard how the Trojan horse Held seventy men in his belly? |
| 43825 | He led his dochter by the han'', His dochter ben brought he; 30"O is she not the fairest lass That''s in great Christendye?" |
| 43825 | He went streight to the greave''s chamber, 45 And with humilitie, Said,"Have ye any kind of work For a hireman chiel like me?" |
| 43825 | He''s gane to the landlady o''the house, Says,"O can you supply me? |
| 43825 | Her father said,"Kind sir, I have 5 Two daughters: which do you crave?" |
| 43825 | Her father said,"Why do you so?" |
| 43825 | His landlord it made him to stare, 65 When he did the sight behold;"Where did thou get the white money, And where get the yellow gold?" |
| 43825 | His mother ran down for to call the old knight, Who ran up to see this amazing great sight; 170 He said,"Is this Catskin we hold so in scorn? |
| 43825 | How xuld I love myn lemman without longyng? |
| 43825 | How xuld any brere ben withoute rynde? |
| 43825 | How xuld ony cherye be withoute ston? |
| 43825 | I marvell what they bee?" |
| 43825 | Is this the great affection, which 35 You so to me exprest? |
| 43825 | Must we have gold and land ev''ry day at command? |
| 43825 | O up then started our gudeman, An angry man was he;"Will ye kiss my wife before my een, And scald me wi''pudding bree?" |
| 43825 | O winna ye pity a courteous knight, Whose love is laid on thee?" |
| 43825 | Or art thou not troubled with the scabbado?" |
| 43825 | Or has he killed ony? |
| 43825 | Or what is sharper than a thorn? |
| 43825 | Or what is worse than a woman was?" |
| 43825 | Or what''s the finest thing,"she says,"That king or queen can wale? |
| 43825 | Or, what''s the seemliest sight you''ll see Into a May morning?" |
| 43825 | Pirie''s chair, 282? |
| 43825 | Quo''the fause knicht,& c. 10"Atweel it is my peit,"Quo''the wee boy,& c."Wha''s aucht they sheep?" |
| 43825 | Quo''the fause knicht,& c."They are mine and my mither''s,"15 Quo''the wee boy,& c."How monie o''them are mine?" |
| 43825 | Quoth David,"Who knocks there so loud, And maketh all this strife?" |
| 43825 | Quoth he,"Quhair is my horsis corne? |
| 43825 | Quoth he,"Shall I have my money again, Which from me thou hast before- hand ta''en?" |
| 43825 | Quoth our king gentlye,"How should I forget thee? |
| 43825 | Sae loudlie as they rappit at the yett, Sae loudlie as they war calling;"Had ye a young man here yestreen, 35 That drank till the day was dawing?" |
| 43825 | She knocks again with might and main, And Lot he chides her straight:"Why then,"quoth she,"thou drunken ass, 35 Who bid thee here to prate? |
| 43825 | The ball being ended, the''squire said then,"Pray where do you live?" |
| 43825 | The court repliéd,"Is it so? |
| 43825 | The pawky auld carle came o''er the lee, Wi''many goode''ens and days to me, Saying,"Goodwife, for your courtesie,"Will you lodge a silly poor man?" |
| 43825 | The sense? |
| 43825 | Then Adam came unto the gate:"Who knocketh there?" |
| 43825 | Then did bespeak his parents dear,"Have we not many maidens here, Of country and acquaintance near, For thee to love and like?" |
| 43825 | Then down came Jacob at the gate, 25 And bids her pack to hell:"Thou false deceiver, why?" |
| 43825 | Then were they all full glad of this; To tell the thing they did not miss;"What stronger beast than a lion is? |
| 43825 | Up then spak the Erle o''Home''s lady;"Was na ye richt sorrie, Annie, To leave the lands o''bonnie Cumbernauld, 35 And follow Richie Storie, Annie?" |
| 43825 | What bird sings first? |
| 43825 | What has he stole? |
| 43825 | What hicher than the trees? |
| 43825 | What''s deeper than the seas? |
| 43825 | Which caus''d her to startle, and thus she did say; 165"What young lady''s this, son, tell me I pray?" |
| 43825 | With that she knit her brows, And looking all aquoy, Quoth she,"What should I have to do 15 With any prentice boy? |
| 43825 | Wou''d ye compare wi''Geordie?" |
| 43825 | Yit he gat the mekle pat upon the fyre, 85 And gat twa cannes, and ran to the spout; Er he came in, quhat thought ye of that? |
| 43825 | [ L25] 25 Or what is deeper than the sea? |
| 43825 | [ L50] 50 Likewise, which is the sweetest bird Sings next the nightingale? |
| 43825 | [ Then] said the noble knight in green,"May not your articles be seen?" |
| 43825 | and whareupon The dew doth first down fa''? |
| 43825 | ane, 148? |
| 43825 | berry, 285, corrupt? |
| 43825 | brode- hen, 105,_ brood- hen_,_ sitting- hen_? |
| 43825 | corrupt? |
| 43825 | courtnalls, a disrespectful(?) |
| 43825 | do you know mee?" |
| 43825 | firm, 199,_ first_? |
| 43825 | fitted, 195,_ disposed_? |
| 43825 | flatred,_ flattened_,_ broken_? |
| 43825 | gracelesse wretch, hast spent thine all, And brought thyselfe to penurie? |
| 43825 | kynde,_ nature_,_ habit_; comyn of kynde, 107,_ come of a good strain_? |
| 43825 | lauchty, 141,_ pale_,_ white_? |
| 43825 | must Joan my sweet bride Be a lady in chariots of pleasure to ride? |
| 43825 | other, 110,_ or_? |
| 43825 | prayse- folk, 114? |
| 43825 | quoth the fryer,"where shall I run?" |
| 43825 | root, 268, rout, i. e._ stretch_, or_ tramp_? |
| 43825 | rost, thu carpis of cold, 110,( proverb),_ thou speakest to no purpose_? |
| 43825 | round claith and small, 118? |
| 43825 | sayd the king; 65"I praye thee tell me trowe:""l am a barker, sir, by my trade; Nowe tell me what art thou?" |
| 43825 | sweté,_ sweaty?_ swippyng,_ striking fast_, as in threshing. |
| 43825 | to- claterde, 111,_ beaten in_( with noise)? |
| 43825 | to- flaterde, 111,_ broken to pieces?_ tokynyng, 107,_ token_,_ sign_. |
| 43825 | wha''s aucht,_ who is it owns?_ whang,_ slice_. |
| 43825 | what things are those? |
| 43825 | witted, 195,_ endowed with wit?_ wo, woo,_ sad_. |
| 28424 | ''Tis a brave sight, is it not, Marian? |
| 28424 | After all,he thought to himself,"what can this one poor man do against such a powerful clan as the Armstrongs? |
| 28424 | Am I not set here to preserve law and order, and thou wouldst have me give thee permission to steal? |
| 28424 | An''dost thou think that he could take the horse from me? |
| 28424 | And did he grant thy strange request? |
| 28424 | And leave the Castle, Walter? |
| 28424 | And what did you say your name was? |
| 28424 | And what is thy reward for this deed of treachery? |
| 28424 | And what need drives my little lady to me at this time of night? |
| 28424 | And what wouldst thou that I should do? |
| 28424 | And who is thy father, little man? |
| 28424 | Are you? |
| 28424 | Art thou alone, Johnie? |
| 28424 | But are ye a man, or do you come from the Evil One himself? |
| 28424 | But canst thou get clear away? |
| 28424 | But how shall I know thy love? |
| 28424 | But what doth it mean? |
| 28424 | But what if my father should want me to we d with some Scottish lord? |
| 28424 | Did ever man hear of ropes of sand? |
| 28424 | Did ye ever see such eyes? |
| 28424 | Did you ever hear of a man called William Wallace? |
| 28424 | Didst expect all the trees to be made of silver, and all the houses to be built of gold? 28424 Even though he wants to question the lad alone, could he not have waited till the morning? |
| 28424 | Fond of it, say you? 28424 Gertrud is a good- natured wench, and I will tell her so; but did her Majesty not notice my absence?" |
| 28424 | God shield thee, old man,he said,"and what may the news be in this country? |
| 28424 | Good lack, Madam,he cried,"is there no one else whom thou canst marry? |
| 28424 | Hast had enough? |
| 28424 | Hech, sirs, but did ye ever see such a creature? |
| 28424 | Hullo, old man,he said;"how goes the world with thee, and what news is there abroad in Perth?" |
| 28424 | I have it, I have it,she cried;"why can not we be married secretly? |
| 28424 | I hope, fair sir, that thou hast seen the English,she said,"and that thou hast come by food at the same time?" |
| 28424 | I was just wondering,she said slowly,"what thou intendest to do with that poor young man?" |
| 28424 | If I give thee leave, wilt thou swear that thou wilt steal from no one but those who stole from thee? |
| 28424 | Is it possible that they look for so long a siege that they are beginning to build houses for themselves? 28424 Is it swifter than the horse which his Majesty keeps for his own use at Dunfermline?" |
| 28424 | Is she fond of her foal? |
| 28424 | Leave what? |
| 28424 | Let me say good- bye to my eldest son, Sakelde, and send him home; or do the English war with bairns? |
| 28424 | Methinks thou hast forgot thine office, else why comest thou here with a face that would make a merry man sad? |
| 28424 | News, master? |
| 28424 | Now what may thine errand be? |
| 28424 | Now who hath done this cruel thing? |
| 28424 | Oh, what shall I do? 28424 Oh,"she cried breathlessly, snatching it out of the glass,"tell me quickly, I pray thee, where thou didst find this? |
| 28424 | Old Karl Sevgen,she cried;"is he here?" |
| 28424 | Say ye so, old man? |
| 28424 | Say ye so? |
| 28424 | Say, wilt thou hang on a fir tree, and let the hooded crows pick thy bones? |
| 28424 | Seest thou that narrow path,she asked,"all set about with thorns and briars? |
| 28424 | Sir,he asked,"hast thou a priest in thy company? |
| 28424 | So thou comest from Armstrong of Kinmont, boy; and had Kinmont Willie no better messenger at hand, that he had to fall back on a smatchet like thee? |
| 28424 | There is little chance that I will escape,he muttered,"for who is likely to carry a message to Scotland for me? |
| 28424 | Thou scentest an Englishman, dost thou, Andrew? 28424 To shield whom?" |
| 28424 | We have heard rumours of a wedding here, and would fain know if they be true or no? |
| 28424 | Well, Spendthrift,he cried,"and what may thine errand be?" |
| 28424 | What ails thee, man? |
| 28424 | What ails thee? |
| 28424 | What are they doing now, think ye, Walter? |
| 28424 | What be they, madam? |
| 28424 | What business of the stranger''s was it? |
| 28424 | What can the King want with me at this hour of night? |
| 28424 | What cheer, Master? |
| 28424 | What do you think has happened? 28424 What dost thou want, thou cruikit carle?" |
| 28424 | What doth it matter whether I am sent home or not? |
| 28424 | What in the world has ta''en his Majesty now? |
| 28424 | What is it? |
| 28424 | What is thy name, and where dost thou come from? |
| 28424 | What means this, Sweetheart? |
| 28424 | What mischance hath befallen thee, my master? |
| 28424 | What news, what news, old man? |
| 28424 | What pay did the English loons promise thee? |
| 28424 | What wert thou asking, girl? |
| 28424 | What wouldst thou do, young Scott, if thou hadst me as I have thee? |
| 28424 | What,he cried,"doth the King still refuse to listen? |
| 28424 | Where can we get some sifted sand? |
| 28424 | Where have ye stabled my gallant steeds? |
| 28424 | Where in all the world didst get Johnie Armstrong''s horse? 28424 Who are they, father?" |
| 28424 | Who art thou? |
| 28424 | Who dares to knock so loudly at this early hour? |
| 28424 | Who is to believe it? 28424 Why harm the poor man?" |
| 28424 | Will ye stand by me, my men? |
| 28424 | Wilt do me a favour, friend? |
| 28424 | Wilt give me thy beggar''s wallet, and staff, and cloak, if I give thee my horse, and this cloak of crimson sarsenet? 28424 Wilt please my Sovereign Lord to receive this packet from the hand of the King of France?" |
| 28424 | Wilt ride with us to greet thy father, or are thy bones too weary? 28424 Wilt sell him me?" |
| 28424 | ''Handsome is that handsome does,''is a good old saying; and what about the corn that stands rotting in the fields, an''it past Hallowe''en already? |
| 28424 | ''Tis a pity, for he was a well- favoured youth; but what else could he expect, meddling with such matters?" |
| 28424 | An''wha hasna heard o''that notable foray, Whan Willie o''Harden was catched wi''the kye?" |
| 28424 | And seest thou that bonnie, bonnie road, that winds up round the ferny brae? |
| 28424 | And seest thou that broad, broad road, that runs so smoothly across the desert? |
| 28424 | And still the poor little man went slowly up the street, crying wistfully,"Hae ye wark for Aiken- Drum? |
| 28424 | And well I wot ye might, for the youth is a spritely young fellow, though given to adventure, as what brave young man is not? |
| 28424 | Any wark for Aiken- Drum?" |
| 28424 | Can I not help thee?" |
| 28424 | Canst tell me the words?" |
| 28424 | Couldst thou not accept him for a husband? |
| 28424 | Did something warn him at that moment that this would prove his last voyage;--that never again would he set foot in his beloved land? |
| 28424 | HYNDE HORN"''Oh, it''s Hynde Horn fair, and it''s Hynde Horn free; Oh, where were you born, and in what countrie?'' |
| 28424 | Has my brother been having a fray with Scotland?" |
| 28424 | Hast been defeated in a tourney by some Southron loon, or dost still mourn for that fair maiden, the lovely Lady Katherine? |
| 28424 | Hast ever heard of the fellow?" |
| 28424 | Hast forgotten the old gray mare thou left at home in the stable? |
| 28424 | Have we not been complaining all summer about bad times, and scant wages, and a lack of workmen to work the work? |
| 28424 | He seemed to be humming something over and over again, and, as he came near us we could just make out the words,"Hae ye wark for Aiken- Drum?" |
| 28424 | How shall I live all these years, with no one to talk to, or to ride with?" |
| 28424 | How they ha''e ta''en bauld Kinmont Willie, On Haribee to hang him up?" |
| 28424 | If I am obliged always to tell the truth, how shall I fare when I once more go back to the wicked world? |
| 28424 | If he had loved thee in the least, would he have left thee in my power?" |
| 28424 | If she be really the King of France''s daughter, how came she here alone, save for those two maidens?" |
| 28424 | Is a sow then so deadly that our walls can not resist its onslaught?" |
| 28424 | Is it possible they can have seen our lanthorn? |
| 28424 | It may be so; who can tell? |
| 28424 | KINMONT WILLIE"Oh, have ye na heard of the fause Sakelde? |
| 28424 | Look, seest thou that little hostelry yonder? |
| 28424 | MUCKLE- MOU''ED MEG"O wha hasna heard o''the bauld Juden Murray, The Lord o''the Elibank Castle sae high? |
| 28424 | Oh, have ye na heard of the keen Lord Scroope? |
| 28424 | Say, wilt thou promise?" |
| 28424 | She, on her part, was very well content to stay, for was she not a daughter of the famous Randolph, and did she not claim kinship with Bruce himself? |
| 28424 | So he shook the creature''s bridle and answered sharply,"What is that to thee, Diabolus? |
| 28424 | THE GUDE WALLACE"Would ye hear of William Wallace, An''sek him as he goes, Into the lan''of Lanark, Amang his mortal foes? |
| 28424 | The Bass Rock was but ten miles off, and if there were friends there watching us, and doubtless making plans to help us, was not that enough? |
| 28424 | The bugles screeched, and the iron bars rang, and above all sounded the wild Border slogan,"Wha dare meddle wi''me?" |
| 28424 | Think of our Meg; would ye not like to see the lassie mistress of these? |
| 28424 | Thinkest thou not so, Marian?" |
| 28424 | Thou knowest Tarras Moss, and how fair and pleasant it lies, and how deep and cruel it is? |
| 28424 | Was ever mortal man in such a plight? |
| 28424 | Was''t on the sea, or in a far- off land, and was the hand that it was taken from alive or dead?" |
| 28424 | What think ye, man, is there no one we could rob? |
| 28424 | What wouldst thou think of going further South into Westmoreland, and taking up house near thy mother''s kinsfolk?" |
| 28424 | What''s the matter wi''Kinmont Willie, that he has tae send a bairn like you his messages? |
| 28424 | When I take a cow to market, have I always to point out the horn it hath lost, or the piece of skin that is torn? |
| 28424 | Where is thy waiting- maid? |
| 28424 | Who would have thought that Kinmont Willie would have been such a fool as to venture so far from home without an escort? |
| 28424 | Whoever heard of a maiden being sent home unwed, when the very wedding guests were assembled? |
| 28424 | Would it be possible,"and here his voice became very soft and persuasive,"for thee to let us know what night he intends to visit thee?" |
| 28424 | asked the maiden anxiously;"couldst thou bear to sit in thy cage and sing my wedding song?" |
| 28424 | dost thou not hear thy master and his mare at the door?" |
| 28424 | he cried,"and wherefore do thy comrades tarry, whilst thou ridest home all alone?" |
| 28424 | he said,"and what doest thou out at this time of day? |
| 28424 | said an old man reprovingly,"but can ye no speak, and tell us what ye want, and where ye come from?" |
| 28424 | she cried, starting up,"and what dost thou want?" |
| 28424 | what shall I do?" |
| 45778 | Ah wherefore, Archie, wad ye slightIlk word o''timely warning? |
| 45778 | And art thou saved, or art thou lost? |
| 45778 | And can you show it to me? |
| 45778 | And had ye ony sister, Annie,Or had ye ony brother?" |
| 45778 | And is thy lord from danger free? 45778 And see not ye that bonny road,"That winds about the fernie brae? |
| 45778 | And see not ye that braid braid road,That lies across that lily leven? |
| 45778 | And wha will welcome my brisk bride,That I bring o''er the dale?" |
| 45778 | And what drink''s in this house, ladye,That ye''re na wellcum tee?" |
| 45778 | And what meat''s i''this house, ladye,That I hae left to gie?" |
| 45778 | And what meat''s i''this house, ladye,That ye''re na wellcum tee?" |
| 45778 | And what meat''s in this house, ladye,That ye''re na wellcum tee? |
| 45778 | And what''s the bed i''this house, ladye,That ye''re na wellcum tee?" |
| 45778 | And wherefore sit ye mournfullie? 45778 And who art thou? |
| 45778 | And why eat ye not of the venison I shot,At the dead of night, on Hutton Lee?" |
| 45778 | At kirk and market when we meet,We''ll dare make nae avowe,"But--''Dame, how does my gay goss hawk?'' |
| 45778 | But how can I gang maiden- like,When maiden I am nane? |
| 45778 | But how can I to that lady ride,With saving of my dignitie?" |
| 45778 | But tell me now,said brave Dunbar,"True Thomas, tell now unto me,"What man shall rule the isle Britain,"Even from the north to the southern sea?" |
| 45778 | But wha will bake my bridal bread,Or brew my bridal ale? |
| 45778 | But, gentle boy, come tell to me,What is the custom of thy countrie?" |
| 45778 | Can wealth and power in princely bower,Can beauty''s rolling e''e,"Can friendship dear, wi''kindly tear,"Bring back my peace to me? |
| 45778 | Come? 45778 Even now, within the lonely isle,"Her eyes are dim with tears for me;"And canst thou think that syren smile"Can lure my soul to dwell with thee?" |
| 45778 | Good warder, say, what meets thy sight? 45778 Has your wine barrels cast the girds,"Or is your white bread gone? |
| 45778 | Have I not borne seven sons to thee,And am with child again?" |
| 45778 | How dar''st thou seik with me till speik,Sae far aboon thy line? |
| 45778 | I feel my former soul return;It kindles at thy cold disdain:"And has a mortal dared to spurn"A daughter of the foamy main?" |
| 45778 | Madame, how does my dow? |
| 45778 | Now, wherefore sit ye sad, my lord? 45778 O dinna ye see that bonny castell,"Wi''halls and towers sae fair? |
| 45778 | O is your saddle set awrye? 45778 O see ye not yon narrow road,"So thick beset with thorns and briers? |
| 45778 | O was it warwolf in the wood? 45778 O wha was''t was your father, Annie,"Or wha was''t was your mother? |
| 45778 | O where is now my wedded lord,And where now can he be? |
| 45778 | O where is now my wedded lord? 45778 O where will I get a little boy,"That will win hose and shoon, To run sae fast to Darlinton,"And bid fair Eleanor come?" |
| 45778 | Or are you mourning, in your tide,That you suld be Cospatrick''s bride?" |
| 45778 | Or rides your steed for you owre high? 45778 Or was it man, or vile woman,"My ain true love, that mishaped thee?" |
| 45778 | Or was it mermaid in the sea? 45778 Or what''s the matter, Fause Foodrage,"Or wha has loot you in?" |
| 45778 | Or, if she chuse a melting tale,All underneath the greenwood bough,"Will good St Oran''s rule prevail,"Stern huntsman of the rigid brow?" |
| 45778 | Say, dost thou repair to my castle fair,My wedding guest to be? |
| 45778 | Say, should we scorn joy''s transient beams,Because to- morrow''s storm may lour? |
| 45778 | Say, why do you cross o''er moor and moss? |
| 45778 | Say, wilt thou never chuse the tree? |
| 45778 | Since I from Smaylho''me tower have been,What did thy lady do?" |
| 45778 | Smil''st thou, my babe? 45778 This yellow sand, this sparry cave,"Shall bend thy soul to beauty''s sway;"Can''st thou the maiden of the wave"Compare to her of Colonsay?" |
| 45778 | Vile droich,he said,"art nocht afraid"Thy mortal life to tyne? |
| 45778 | What ails ye, what ails ye, Fair Annie,That ye make sic a moan? |
| 45778 | What did ye wi''the tokens rare,That ye gat frae that gallant there?" |
| 45778 | What did you wi''the gay gold ring,I bade ye keep abune a''thing?" |
| 45778 | What needs you care for your bonny hind? 45778 What news from the bold Buccleuch?" |
| 45778 | What news, what news, from Ancram fight? 45778 What sheeted phantom wanders wild,"Where mountain Eske through woodland flows,"Her arms enfold a shadowy child--"Oh is it she, the pallid rose? |
| 45778 | What, but fair woman''s yielding kiss,Her panting breath, and melting eye? |
| 45778 | Why comes he not our sport to grace? 45778 Why fills not Bothwellhaugh his place,"Still wo nt our weal and woe to share? |
| 45778 | Why press you,said he,"to see the dismal catastrophe of so generous a knight? |
| 45778 | Why rises high the stag- hound''s cry,Where stag- hound ne''er should be? |
| 45778 | Why shares he not our hunter''s fare? |
| 45778 | Why should I lose the right is mine? 45778 Why wakes that horn the silent morn,"Without the leave of me?" |
| 45778 | Why weep ye so, ye burgess wives,Why look ye so on me? |
| 45778 | [ 5] Cosi dicendo, a rinculare attende, Deliberato piu non s''accostare: La Donna si dispera, e lo reprende,Ah codardo,"dicea,"che credi fare? |
| 45778 | [ Or who shall rule the isle of Britane,From the north to the south sey? |
| 45778 | and being answered that Captain James was the man, after a short pause he said,''And is it so? 45778 ''And art thou come hens so soon?'' 45778 ''Go thy waye,''quod the knyght,''thou arte but a lyer; thou promysest that I shuld have sene the, and it was not so.''--''No?'' 45778 ''How canst thou than flye so fast?'' 45778 ''No?'' 45778 ''Why should I lose the right is mine? 45778 ''Why,''quod Orthone,''whan ye rose out of your bedde, sawe ye nothynge?'' 45778 ***** O wot ye, ye men of the island of Skye, That your lord lies a corpse on Ardelve''s rocky shore? 45778 *****_ Nennius._ Is not peace the end of arms? |
| 45778 | -- Who can doubt, for a moment, that this refers to the battle of Flodden, and to the popular reports concerning the doubtful fate of James IV.? |
| 45778 | --"Are ye sae keen- set, Wat? |
| 45778 | --"Are ye sae modest ten to name? |
| 45778 | --"What lack we here to crown our bliss,"While thus the pulse of joy beats high? |
| 45778 | --''Hast thou than winges?'' |
| 45778 | --''How farre is that hens?'' |
| 45778 | All ghastly gazing, Moy replied:"And why, beneath the moon''s pale ray,"Dare ye thus roam Glenfinlas''side?" |
| 45778 | And aye he turned him round about, And smil''d amang his men: Says--"Like ye best the old ladye,"Or her that''s new come hame?" |
| 45778 | And is the deadly combat o''er?" |
| 45778 | And must he seek the martial plain? |
| 45778 | And must sad Eva lose her lord? |
| 45778 | As cygnet down, proud swelled her breast; Her eye confest the pearly tear; His hand she to her bosom prest--"Is there no heart for rapture here? |
| 45778 | Brangwain was there, and Segramore, And fiend- born Merlin''s gramarye; Of that fam''d wizard''s mighty lore, O who could sing but he? |
| 45778 | Dost thou not know me?'' |
| 45778 | He calls the boy, and asks, what was become of these gentlemen, and what was to pay? |
| 45778 | His ancient wounds their scars expand, With agony his heart is wrung: O where is Isolde''s lilye hand, And where her soothing tongue? |
| 45778 | How fareth it with thee in the other world?'' |
| 45778 | I herd nothyng-- what have you herde?'' |
| 45778 | Is the Earl of Foiz served with suche an messangere?" |
| 45778 | It is said, that Sir Richard Steele, while riding near this place, saw a shepherd boy reading his Bible, and asked him, what he learned from it? |
| 45778 | King Henrie said,"How lang will this last wi''me?" |
| 45778 | Like music from the greenwood tree, Again she raised the melting lay;--"Fair warrior, wilt thou dwell with me,"And leave the maid of Colonsay? |
| 45778 | Love master''d fear-- her brow she crossed;"How, Richard, hast thou sped? |
| 45778 | No vassals wait their sports to aid, To watch their safety, deck their board? |
| 45778 | O May she came, and May she gaed, By Goranberry tower; And who was it but cruel Lord Soulis, That carried her from her bower? |
| 45778 | O she has ta''en her thro''the ha'', And on her son began to ca'';"What did you wi''the bonny beads,"I bade ye keep against your needs? |
| 45778 | Orthone was redy to aunswere, for he was inamours with the knyghte, and sayde,''Woldest thou fayne have my servyce?'' |
| 45778 | Perche tanta vilta, l''alma t''offende, Che ti fara alla fin mal capitare? |
| 45778 | Quhat was thare mare? |
| 45778 | Quod the knight,''What is thy name, that thou art so good a messangere?'' |
| 45778 | Quod the knyght,''Who sent thee hyder?'' |
| 45778 | Says--"What would ye do, young Branxholm,"Gin ye had me, as I have thee?" |
| 45778 | Sees thou, Thomas, yon fayr way, That lyggs ouyr yone fayr playn? |
| 45778 | Sees thou, Thomas, yon secund way, That lygges lawe undir the ryse? |
| 45778 | Sees thou, Thomas, yon thyrd way, That ligges ouyr yone how? |
| 45778 | Sees thou, Thomas, yone fayr castell, That standes ouyr yone fayr hill? |
| 45778 | Shall this desolation strike thy towers alone? |
| 45778 | Than the knyght wolde saye,''Why, what tidynges hast thou brought me?'' |
| 45778 | The boy stared wild like a gray goss hawk: Says--"What may a''this mean?" |
| 45778 | The carline she was stark and sture, She aff the hinges dang the dure;"O is your bairn to laird or loun,"Or is it to your father''s groom?" |
| 45778 | The eldest said to the youngest ane, Binnorie, O Binnorie;"Will ye go and see our father''s ships come in?" |
| 45778 | The lady sigh''d as Keeldar rose:"Come tell me, dear love mine,"Go you to hunt where Keeldar flows,"Or on the banks of Tyne?" |
| 45778 | Then asked Rabbi Ponim,''What is the meaning of that garland?'' |
| 45778 | Then he demaunded,''From when s comest thou nowe?'' |
| 45778 | Then said Rabbi Ponim,''Art not thou he whom I buried yesterday?'' |
| 45778 | Then up and raise him, King Honour, Says--"What means a''this din? |
| 45778 | They carried him on from tree to tree, The spiry boughs below;"Say, shall it be thine, on the tapering pine,"To feed the hooded crow?" |
| 45778 | They were better men than he, and I was bound to do no less-- and will he take my life for that? |
| 45778 | To their earnest and anxious enquiries into the cause of his emotion, Bruce answered,"I doubt I have slain the Red Cuming".--"Doubtest thou?" |
| 45778 | Upon which Rabbi Ponim said,''Why comest thou hither? |
| 45778 | What good work didst thou do, that thou art thus esteemed?'' |
| 45778 | What see''st thou from the castle tower?" |
| 45778 | What see''st thou from the turret''s height?" |
| 45778 | What wist I where my grace Was shapen for to be, or in what place? |
| 45778 | What youth, of graceful form and mien, Foremost leads the spectred brave, While o''er his mantle''s folds of green His amber locks redundant wave? |
| 45778 | Who knows not Melville''s beechy grove, And Roslin''s rocky glen, Dalkeith, which all the virtues love, And classic Hawthornden? |
| 45778 | Why thus perplex us poor sons of a day? |
| 45778 | With such editors and commentators, what wonder that the text became unintelligible, even beyond the usual oracular obscurity of prediction? |
| 45778 | [ 18]_ Quære_--Cap- a- pee? |
| 45778 | [ 29]"Against the proud Scottes''clattering, That never wyll leave their tratlying; Wan they the field and lost theyr kinge? |
| 45778 | and who are they?" |
| 45778 | my dame, what cheer the night? |
| 45778 | she says:"What needs this courtesie?" |
| 45778 | warder, from the castle tower, Now say, what objects meet thy sight?" |
| 45778 | when and where? |
| 45778 | why this cruel sporting? |
| 39766 | And ein wae worth ze, Jock my man, 45 I paid ze weil zour fee; Why pow ze out my ground wa''stane, Lets in the reek to me? 39766 And ein wae worth ze, Jock my man, For I paid zou weil zour hire; 50 Why pow ze out my ground wa''stane, To me lets in the fire?" |
| 39766 | And is thou gane, now, Dickie, than? 39766 And what an a hauld sall we draw to, 5 My merry men and me? |
| 39766 | And ye wad be merrie, and ye wad be sad, What the better wad billy Archie be? 39766 Are ye sleepin, Baronne, or are ye wakin? |
| 39766 | Are you two fryars of France,she said,"As I suppose you be? |
| 39766 | Bonny Willie Mackintosh, Whare left ye your men? |
| 39766 | But James, looking upon him sternly, said to his attendants,''What wants that knave that a king should have?'' 39766 But how ca''d they the man we last met, Billie, as we cam o''er the know?" |
| 39766 | But what gard thou steal the Laird''s Jock''s horse? 39766 But, Prince, what sall cum o''my men? |
| 39766 | Came ye by the castell, an was ye in there? 39766 Do you repent,"said Wallace,"The ill you''ve dane to me?" |
| 39766 | Do you see yonder''s[ a] little boy, 65 A catching of the ball? 39766 For Scotland''s conquer''d up and down; Landmen we''ll never be: Now, will you go, my brethren two, And try some jeopardy?" |
| 39766 | How can I loup, you little page, How can I leave this window hie? 39766 I never will turn: do ye think I will fly? |
| 39766 | May I find grace, my sovereign liege, 25 Grace for my loyal men and me? 39766 My hands are tied, but my tongue is free, And whae will dare this deed avow? |
| 39766 | Now I''ve slayne twa; slaye ye the ane; 205 Isna that gude companye? 39766 Now, is''t na time, brothers,"he cried,"Now, is''t na time to flee?" |
| 39766 | O came ye by Brackley yates, was ye in there? 39766 O do you see yon other little boy, That''s playing at the ba''? |
| 39766 | O do you see yon pretty little boy, That''s playing at the ba''? 39766 O is my basnet a widow''s curch? |
| 39766 | O is there nae a bonnie bird Can sing as I can say, Could flee away to my mother''s bower, 75 And tell to fetch Johnie away? |
| 39766 | O whair gat thou these targats, Johnie, 105 That blink sae brawly abune thy brie? |
| 39766 | O what''s this com''d o''me now? |
| 39766 | O where''s that thief? |
| 39766 | O will ye gae wi''me,he says,"Or will ye be my honey? |
| 39766 | O will ye gae wi''me? |
| 39766 | See[ ye] not where yonder fair castle 5 Stands on yon lily lee? 39766 The King of Scotlonde sent me here, 85 And, gude Outlaw, I am sent to thee; I wad wot of whom ye hald your landis, Or man, wha may thy master be?" |
| 39766 | There''s five of us will hold the horse, And other five will watchmen be:50"But wha''s the man among ye a'', Will gae to the Tolbooth door wi''me?" |
| 39766 | Though I hae slain the Lord Johnstone, What care I for their feid? 39766 Wha hauds this house?" |
| 39766 | Whae drives thir kye? |
| 39766 | What neids I tell? 39766 What news, what news, my silly auld man, What news? |
| 39766 | What news, what news, old palmer, What news have you to me? |
| 39766 | What news, what news, ye bold beggar? 39766 What news, what news, ye gray- headed carle, What news bring ye to me?" |
| 39766 | What news, what news, ye staff beggar? 39766 What news, what news, ye weel far''d may? |
| 39766 | What news, what news, ye well- fared maid? 39766 What news? |
| 39766 | What tidings, what tidings, my trusty guide? |
| 39766 | Where are ye gaun, ye mason lads, Wi''a''your ladders lang and hie? |
| 39766 | Where be ye gaun, ye broken men? |
| 39766 | Where be ye gaun, ye marshal men? |
| 39766 | Where wast thou bred? 39766 Why trespass ye on the English side? |
| 39766 | Will ye gie me your gown, your gown, 45 Your gown but and your kirtle, Your petticoat of bonny brown, And belt about my middle? 39766 Will your merryemen amend their lives, And a''their pardons I grant thee? |
| 39766 | Wilt thou give me the keys of thy castell, Wi''the blessing of thy gaye ladye? 39766 Wilt thou with us in England ride, And thy safe warrand we will be? |
| 39766 | Ye wad ne''er be tall''d,quo''the good Laird''s Jock;"Have ye not found my tales fu''leel? |
| 39766 | ***** Is there ever a man in all Scotland, From the highest estate to the lowest degree, That can shew himself now before our King? |
| 39766 | 10 Or will ye be my wedded wife? |
| 39766 | 100"Will ye change apparell wi''me, auld man? |
| 39766 | 120"Confess my lord''s horse, Hobie,"they say,"And the morn in Carlisle thou''s no die;""How shall I confess them?" |
| 39766 | 120"O will ye let Telfer''s kye gae back? |
| 39766 | 130 It was the hour o''gloamin''gray, When herds come in frae fauld and pen; A herd he saw a huntsman lie, Says he,"Can this be Laird Troughen''?" |
| 39766 | 155 What sayst thou thareto, hou wolt thou quite the? |
| 39766 | 180 There was an auld wyfe ayont the fire, A wee bit o''the Captain''s kin--"Whae dar loose out the Captain''s kye, Or answer to him and his men?" |
| 39766 | 185 And, limmer, what gard thou steal him?" |
| 39766 | 20 He has ta''en her by the middle sae sma'', Says,"Lady, where is your drury?" |
| 39766 | 20 So he is up to England gane, Even as fast as he can hie, Till he came to King Henry''s yeate; And wha''was there but King Henry? |
| 39766 | 20"Bonny Willie Mackintosh, Where now is your men?" |
| 39766 | 20"Wha is this at the jail- house door, Sa weel as they do ken the gin?" |
| 39766 | 220"But wilt thou sell me fair Johnie Armstrong''s horse? |
| 39766 | 245 What message frae the King to me?" |
| 39766 | 25 And aye, what is your wills wi''me?" |
| 39766 | 30"What news, what news, ye silly auld man? |
| 39766 | 320 Wha ever heard, in ony times, Sicken an outlaw in his degré, Sic favour get befor a King, As did the OUTLAW MURRAY of the Foreste free? |
| 39766 | 50"Where were ye born, ye crooked carle? |
| 39766 | 55 What''ll cum o''your ladie, gin Braikley they slay? |
| 39766 | 60 Said one of the Southron foragers,"See ye yon lusty dame? |
| 39766 | 60"And do you see yon pretty little girl, That''s a''beclad in green? |
| 39766 | 60"Do you see yonder''s[ a] little boy, A tossing of the ball? |
| 39766 | 60"England''s our ain by heritage; And what can us withstand, Now we hae conquer''d fair Scotland, With buckler, bow, and brand?" |
| 39766 | 70"My eyes are seething in my head, My flesh roasting also, My bowels are boiling with my blood; Is not that a woeful woe? |
| 39766 | 80 They hadna filed a shackle of iron, A shackle of iron but barely thrie, When out and spak young Simon brave,"O dinna you see what I do see? |
| 39766 | 80 Up rose the laird to red the cumber, Which would not be for all his boast; What could we doe with sic a number-- Fyve thousand men into a host? |
| 39766 | 80"Have ye any money in your pocket? |
| 39766 | 80"Where be ye gaun, ye hunters keen?" |
| 39766 | American leather, 244? |
| 39766 | And how he wad gang to fair England, To steal the Lord Warden''s Wanton Brown? |
| 39766 | And when we cam to the lower prison, Where Willie o''Kinmont he did lie--"O sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie, Upon the morn that thou''s to die?" |
| 39766 | And, billie, wilt thou sell him to me?" |
| 39766 | But when they came to Cholerford, 105 There they met with an auld man; Says--"Honest man, will the water ride? |
| 39766 | Change your apparell for mine? |
| 39766 | Do you not see the blazing low, And my twa legs burnt to my knee?" |
| 39766 | He hath taken her by the left shoulder, Says,"Dame where lies thy dowry?" |
| 39766 | How they hae ta''en bauld Kinmont Willie, On Haribee to hang him up? |
| 39766 | It fell about the Martinmas time, When the wind blew snell and cauld, That Adam o''Gordon said to his men,"When will we get a hold? |
| 39766 | James Murray said, 185"Man, frae thy master unto me?" |
| 39766 | Now soon they reach Newcastle jail, And to the pris''ner thus they call;"Sleips thou, wakes thou, Jock o''the Side, Or is thou wearied o''thy thrall?" |
| 39766 | O have ye na heard o''the fause Sakelde? |
| 39766 | O have ye na heard o''the keen Lord Scroope? |
| 39766 | O heard ye na o''the silly blind Harper, How long he lived in Lochmaben town? |
| 39766 | O heard ye of a silly Harper, Liv''d long in Lochmaben town, How he did gang to fair England, To steal King Henry''s Wanton Brown? |
| 39766 | O will ye be my wedded wife? |
| 39766 | Or answer by the Border law? |
| 39766 | Or answer to the bauld Buccleuch?" |
| 39766 | Or my lance a wand of the willow- tree? |
| 39766 | Or saw ye his Peggy dear riving her hair?" |
| 39766 | Or will ye do aught for regard o''me? |
| 39766 | Out spak the brave Baronne owre the castell wa,"Are ye come to spulzie an plunder my ha? |
| 39766 | Rumary, 249? |
| 39766 | Saw ye pretty Peggy tearing her hair?" |
| 39766 | Says,"Baron o''Brackley, O are ye within? |
| 39766 | So he is up to England gane, And even as fast as he may drie; And when he cam to Carlisle gate, 15 O whae was there but the Warden hie? |
| 39766 | The Scotsmen cried on other to stand, Frae time they saw John Robson slain-- What should they cry? |
| 39766 | The eldest to the youngest said,"O see ye what I see? |
| 39766 | The money was told on the table, Silver bright of pounds fiftie:"Now here I stand,"said Willie Wallace,"And what hae ye to say to me?" |
| 39766 | The youngest to the eldest said, 5"Blythe and merrie how can we be? |
| 39766 | Then loud the warden''s trumpet blew--_ O wha dare meddle wi''me_? |
| 39766 | Then on the morn, whan the day grew light, The shouts and cries rose loud and hie-- 110"O where''s that thief?" |
| 39766 | Then up and bespake the Lord Mangerton,"What news, what news, sister Downie, to me?" |
| 39766 | Then up bespak him auld Jock Grieve--"Whae''s this that brings the fraye to me?" |
| 39766 | Ther nis non ayeyn star:-- Why nolden hy hem bythenche? |
| 39766 | To Sir James Murray of Traquair,[L183] A message came right speedilye--"What news? |
| 39766 | Twa gallanter Gordons did never sword draw; But against four and thirty, wae''s me, what is twa? |
| 39766 | Wad ye e''en your lands to your born billy? |
| 39766 | What news hae ye this day to gie?" |
| 39766 | What news hae ye this day to me?" |
| 39766 | What news hae ye to gie?" |
| 39766 | What news hae ye to gie?" |
| 39766 | What news hae ye to gie?" |
| 39766 | What news?" |
| 39766 | What news?" |
| 39766 | What though the window''s dreigh and hie? |
| 39766 | What''ll cum o''your ladie an''bonny yung son, O what''ll cum o''them when Braikley is gone?" |
| 39766 | When Johnie wakened out o''his dream, I wat a drierie man was he: 170"And is thou gane, now, Dickie, than? |
| 39766 | When they arrived before the host, 85 They hover''d on the lay--"Wilt thou lend me our king''s standard, To bear a little way?" |
| 39766 | Where were ye born, in what countrie?" |
| 39766 | Where, or in what countrie?" |
| 39766 | Whi nolden hii be war? |
| 39766 | Why nolden he be war 30 Of the bataile of Donbar, Hou evele hem con spede? |
| 39766 | Will ye not sink with sin? |
| 39766 | Wou''d ye hear of William Wallace, An''sek him as he goes, Into the lan''of Lanark, Amang his mortel faes? |
| 39766 | [ L76] And as we cross''d the Bateable Land, When to the English side we held, The first o''men that we met wi'', Whae sould it be but fause Sakelde? |
| 39766 | _ Qy._ wight yemen? |
| 39766 | _ betime_? |
| 39766 | _ raes_,)_ incursions_,_ exploits_? |
| 39766 | benty,_ covered with the coarse grass called bent_; benty- line, 13? |
| 39766 | boys!--I see a party appearing-- wha''s yon? |
| 39766 | corrupt? |
| 39766 | corrupt? |
| 39766 | down- come of Robin Hood, 242,_ as quick as R. H. would knock one down?_ or_ pay down?_ dreigh,(_ tedious_,_ long_)_ high_. |
| 39766 | down- come of Robin Hood, 242,_ as quick as R. H. would knock one down?_ or_ pay down?_ dreigh,(_ tedious_,_ long_)_ high_. |
| 39766 | fow, 219,_ full?_ frae hand,_ forthwith_. |
| 39766 | gan Willie say,"To make an outspeckle o''me?" |
| 39766 | hail, 133,(_ vigorous_, and so)_ boisterous?_ halewen,_ saints_. |
| 39766 | halt, 276, 282,_ profits?_ halve,_ side_. |
| 39766 | he says,"O will ye be my honey? |
| 39766 | how could you do sae? |
| 39766 | lee, shelter, peace; set at little lee, 101,_ left little peace?_"_ left scarcely any means of shelter_." |
| 39766 | mounde, 270,_ might?_ mowe,_ may_. |
| 39766 | neuk, 224,_ corner?_ nicher, nicker,_ neigh_. |
| 39766 | quo''Dickie; 205"Trow ye aye to make a fool o''me? |
| 39766 | quo''Dickie; 65"What meikle wae''s this happen''d o''me? |
| 39766 | quo''Dickie;"Trow ye aye to make a fool o''me?" |
| 39766 | quo''he:"Where did thou get fair Johnie Armstrong''s horse?" |
| 39766 | row- footed, 63,_ rough- footed?_ rudds,_ reddens_. |
| 39766 | said Halliday,"Man, frae thy master unto me?" |
| 39766 | same as leeper fat?) |
| 39766 | seyd our nobil King;"What foreste is Ettricke Foreste frie?" |
| 39766 | way, to the, 262,_ away?_ wear,_ guard_. |
| 39766 | wel the felle, 273,_ will fall from thy head?_ wende,_ weened_. |
| 39766 | where wast thou born? |
| 39766 | whet shal the to rede? |
| 39766 | why ca''ye me man? |
| 39766 | won, 120, misprint for win? |
| 39766 | wyte, 282,_ wait_,_ watch_(?) |
| 39766 | ybate, 280? |
| 39766 | young Edward cry''d,"Or wha gies''t ower to me?" |
| 38416 | As you came from the holy- land Of Walsingham, Met you not with my true love By the way as you came? |
| 38416 | Bot again, dear luve, and again, dear luve, Will ze not turn again? 38416 But again, dear love, and again, dear love, Will ye never love me again? |
| 38416 | But again, dear love, and again, dear love, Will ye never love me again? 38416 But again, dear love, and again, dear love, Will ye not turn again? |
| 38416 | But if your wife wad dee, Jamie, 25 And sae your bairns three, Wad ye tak me to your countrie,-- Or wad ye marry me? 38416 But is there ever an Italian about your court,[L137] That will fight duels three? |
| 38416 | Cook in my kitchen, ye sall not be,-- Why was your love so easie won? 38416 False love, and hast thou played me this, In summer, among the flowers? |
| 38416 | For an I war dead, and ye war dead, And baith in ae grave laid, O, And ye and I war tane up again, 95 Wha could distan your mouls frae mine, O? |
| 38416 | Hae ye ony masons in this place, Or ony at your call, That ye may now send some of them, To build your broken wall? |
| 38416 | Hast thou play''d me that, Carmichael? 38416 Have not I no clergymen? |
| 38416 | Have you been east, or have you been west, 65 Or have you been brisk and bonny O, Or have you seen a gay lady Following a Gipsy laddie O? |
| 38416 | Hold your tongue, kind sir,she said,"And do not banter so; How will ye add affliction Unto a lover''s woe? |
| 38416 | How brent''s your brow, my Lady Elspat? 38416 How can I marry thee, Jeanie, How can I marry thee? |
| 38416 | How should I know your true love, 5 That have met many a one, As I came from the holy- land, That have come, that have gone? |
| 38416 | How should''st thou, fair lady, love me, 25 Whom thou know''st thy country''s foe? 38416 Hynd Horn fair, and Hynd Horn free, O where were you born, in what countrie?" |
| 38416 | If that service ye now do want, 45 What station will ye be? 38416 Is this young Beichan''s hall,"she said,"Or is that noble lord within?" |
| 38416 | It''s I hae fifty acres of land, It''s a''plow''d and sawn already; I am Donald the Lord of Skye, 55 And why sud na Peggy be call''d a lady? 38416 My bonnie may, my weel- faur''d may, 5 O will ye fancy me, O; And gae and be the lady o''Drum, And lat your shearing abee, O?" |
| 38416 | My bonny Lizie Baillie, 45 O come to me without delay; O wou''d ye hae sae little wit, As mind what odd folks wad say? |
| 38416 | Now hae ye play''d me this, fause love, In simmer,''mid the flowers? 38416 Now have I slain him, Tommy Pots, 385 And given him deaths wounds two or three; O lady sweet, thou art my own; Of all loves, wilt thou live with me?" |
| 38416 | O came ye here for sport, young man, Or came ye here for play? 38416 O come ye here to fight, young lord, Or come ye here to play, Or come ye here to drink good wine Upon the wedding day?" |
| 38416 | O hae ye forgotten now, young Bekie, 125 The vow ye made to me, When I took you out of prison strang, When ye was condemned to die? 38416 O hae ye got onie lands,"she says,"Or castles in your ain countrie? |
| 38416 | O have ye any lands,she said,"Or castles in your own countrie, 40 That ye could give to a lady fair, From prison strong to set you free?" |
| 38416 | O how can I hae pity on thee? 38416 O is it to a man o''might, Janet? |
| 38416 | O noble marquess,quoth they,"why do you wrong us, Thus basely for to we d, That might have got an honourable lady 45 Into your princely bed? |
| 38416 | O say you sae to me, Nelly? 38416 O shall I bide in good green wood, 15 Or stay in bower with thee?" |
| 38416 | O the doors are bolted with iron and steel, So are the windows about; 100 And my feet they are in fetters strong; And how can I get out? 38416 O waken, waken, Burd Isbel; How can ye sleep so soun''; When this is Bekie''s wedding day, And the marriage gaing on? |
| 38416 | O welcome, welcome, thou Tommy Pots, 185 Thou serving- man of low degree; How doth thy lord and master at home, And all the ladies in that country? |
| 38416 | O wha is this, or wha is that, Has stown my love frae me? 38416 O whar''s thy sword,"says Jock o''Noth,"Ye brought frae Scotland wi''thee? |
| 38416 | O wharefore should I tell my grief, Since lax I canna find? 38416 O what does this mean?" |
| 38416 | O what''s the matter, May Margaret? 38416 O where are all my wall- wight men, That I pay meat and fee; That will gae for him, true Thomas, 35 And bring him here to me? |
| 38416 | Oh Grissel, I would ask of thee If to this match thou wouldst agree? 38416 Or will ye stay at Achingour, And eat sweet milk and cheese; Or gang wi''me to Glenlyon, And there we''ll live at our ease?" |
| 38416 | Or wilt thou be my chamberlain, To make my bed both soft and fine? 38416 The castle it is high, my boy, And walled round about; My feet are in the fetters strong, And how can I get out? |
| 38416 | Whan will ye marry me, Jamie, Whan will ye marry me? 38416 What aileth you, my daughter, Janet, You look sae pale and wan? |
| 38416 | What ails you at our youngest son, That sits upon the nurse''s knee? 38416 What is the matter, ye keepers all, Or what''s the matter within, That the drums do beat, and bells do ring, 95 And make sic dolefu''din?" |
| 38416 | What is your name, ye comely dame? 38416 What like a man was Hazelgreen? |
| 38416 | What news, what news, my gude auld man? 38416 What news, what news, my little wee boy? |
| 38416 | What news, what news, my silly auld man? 38416 What news, what news, thou auld beggar man? |
| 38416 | What tydings, what tydings, thou Tommy Pots, Thou art so full of courtesie? 38416 What will ye buy to me, Jamie, 5 What will ye buy to me?" |
| 38416 | Where are ye going, my bonny boy, Where are ye going, my caddie? |
| 38416 | Where gang ye, young John,she says, 5"Sae early in the day? |
| 38416 | Where will I get a bonnie boy, to win hose and shoon, Will gae to Glenlogie, and cum again shun? 38416 Where will I get a little page, Where will I get a caddie, That will run quick to bonny Aboyne, 35 Wi''this letter to my rantin''laddie?" |
| 38416 | Who are they dare be so bold To cruelly use my lassie? 38416 Why did you leave your houses and lands, Or why did you leave your money O, Or why did you leave your own wedded lord, To follow the Gipsy laddie O?" |
| 38416 | Why weep ye by the tide, lady? 38416 Will ye go seek him young Bearwell, On seas wherever he be? |
| 38416 | Will ye go to the Hielands, bonnie Lizzie, Will ye go to the Hielands wi''me? 38416 Will ye go to the Highlands, Lizie Lindsay, Will ye go to the Highlands wi''me? |
| 38416 | Will ye lend me your begging weed, And I''ll lend you my riding steed? |
| 38416 | Wilt thou be usher of my hall, 45 To wait upon my nobles all? 38416 Wilt thou give to me thy begging coat? |
| 38416 | Wilt thou give to me thy begging staff? 38416 Your father''s steed''s in my stable, 25 He''s eating corn and hay, And you''re lying in my twa arms; What need you lang for day?" |
| 38416 | (?) |
| 38416 | ***** Transcriber''s Notes Page 90, line 14: added missing apostrophe( In simmer,''mid the flowers?) |
| 38416 | -- She set the cog upon her head, An''she''s gane singing hame;"O where hae ye been, my ae daughter? |
| 38416 | --"An''sae wi''you, ye weel- bred knight, 15 And what''s your will wi''me?" |
| 38416 | --"O winna ye pity me, bonny lass, 25 O winna ye pity me? |
| 38416 | --"The night is misty and mirk, fair may, And I have ridden astray, And will you be so kind, fair may, As come out and point my way?" |
| 38416 | --"Ye lied, ye lied, my very bonny may, Sae loud as I hear you lie; 90 For dinna ye mind that misty night I was i''the bought wi''thee? |
| 38416 | 100"And has he we d anither love? |
| 38416 | 110"Art thou the King of Aulsberry, Or art thou the King of Spain? |
| 38416 | 120 In this great distress Quoth this royal lady,"Who can now express What will become of me? |
| 38416 | 120"Got thou it by sea, or got thou it by land? |
| 38416 | 120"Is it for murder, or for theft? |
| 38416 | 140"Is this Lord Beichan''s house,"she says,"Or is that noble lord within?" |
| 38416 | 140"Is this the custome o''your house, Or the fashion o''your land, To marry a maid in a May morning, Send her back a maid at e''en?" |
| 38416 | 140"Now whar''s the lady?" |
| 38416 | 140"O hae ye ta''en anither bride? |
| 38416 | 140"Where might I be plac''d, Gentle forester tell me; Where might I procure A service in my need? |
| 38416 | 1776,) thus:"False luve, and hae ze played me this, In the simmer, mid the flowers? |
| 38416 | 20 Martinmas wind, when wilt thou blaw, And shake the green leaves off the tree? |
| 38416 | 20"And what is the crime, now, lady,"he says,"That has by this young man been dane?" |
| 38416 | 20"Is he a lord, or is he a laird, Or is he but a caddie? |
| 38416 | 20"O who''s the owner of this place, O porter boy, tell me?" |
| 38416 | 20"What sudden change is this,"quoth he,"That I to love must subject be, Which never thereto would agree, But still did it defie?" |
| 38416 | 20"What''s the cause she hath left thee alone, And a new way doth take, That sometime did love thee as her life, And her joy did thee make?" |
| 38416 | 20"Where is your sister, maidens? |
| 38416 | 20_ His leave,& c._''Twas then proud Lady Ellensborg, And under weed smil''d she;"And who is he, that noble child That rides sae bold and free?" |
| 38416 | 25 Or is it till a man that''s mean? |
| 38416 | 25 What news, what news, hae ye to me?" |
| 38416 | 25 Why weep ye by the tide? |
| 38416 | 40"O whar will I get a little wee boy Will work for meat and fee, That will rin on to my uncle, At the foot of Benachie?" |
| 38416 | 50 Or wilt thou be one of my guard? |
| 38416 | 50"O will ye marry my daughter Janet? |
| 38416 | 60"O are we near hame, Sir Donald, O are we near hame, I pray?" |
| 38416 | 60"See ye no a''yon castles and tow''rs? |
| 38416 | 60_ Greensleeves was all my joie,& c._ And who did pay for all this geare, That thou didst spend when pleased thee? |
| 38416 | 80"O what care I for houses and lands, Or what care I for money O? |
| 38416 | 80"What news, what news, thou bonny shepherd? |
| 38416 | Alas, what have ye done? |
| 38416 | An''winna ye pity my poor steed, Stands trembling at yon tree?" |
| 38416 | And does my Nelly say sae? |
| 38416 | And hae ye quite forgotten her, That gave you life and libertie?" |
| 38416 | And hae ye quite forgotten me? |
| 38416 | And has he clean forgotten me?" |
| 38416 | And hast thou play''d me that?" |
| 38416 | And what need''s a''this courtesie?" |
| 38416 | And when they came to Earl Percy''s yates, 95 They rode them round about; And who saw he but his own true love At a window looking out? |
| 38416 | Away this lackey- boy he ran, Then as fast as he could hie; The lady she met him two miles of the way; Says,"Why hast thou staid so long, my boy? |
| 38416 | But when he came Lord Jockey before, He kneeled lowly on his knee:"What news, what news, thou Tommy Pots, Thou art so full of courtesie?" |
| 38416 | But when he came Lord Jockey before, He kneeled lowly on his knee;"What news, what news, thou Tommy Pots, 135 Thou art so full of courtesie? |
| 38416 | Can ye card wool, or spin, fair maid, Or milk the cows to me?" |
| 38416 | Down the stair her father came, And looked proud and saucy;"Who is the man, and what is his name, That ye ca''your rantin''laddie? |
| 38416 | Gets you to be his bride, fair maid, And him I''ll no bemean; 30 But when I take my words again, Whom call ye Hazelgreen? |
| 38416 | He rode till he came to Earl Percy''s gate, 25 He tirled at the pin:"O wha is there?" |
| 38416 | He turn''d about wi''surly look, And said,"What''s that to thee? |
| 38416 | He''s ta''en his true love by the hand, 175 He led her up the plain:"Have you any more of your English dogs You want for to have slain?" |
| 38416 | How gouden yellow is your hair? |
| 38416 | I dern with the bot gif I daill, 247;_ unless I secretly dally with thee_? |
| 38416 | In cam''the young laird o''Kincassie, 5 An''a bonnie young laddie was he--"Will ye lea''yere ain kintra, Lizzie, An''gang to the Hielands wi''me?" |
| 38416 | It''s what wad ye gie to the ladie fair 55 Wha out o''prison wad set you free?" |
| 38416 | Maun I leave my father and mother, Awa''wi''young Donald to gae?" |
| 38416 | O gentle death, when wilt thou come? |
| 38416 | O wha wad wish the wind to blaw, Or the green leaves fa''therewith? |
| 38416 | O wherefore need I busk my head? |
| 38416 | O wherefore should I busk my head? |
| 38416 | O wherefore should I kaim my hair? |
| 38416 | O why was your love sae easie won? |
| 38416 | Or art thou one of our gay Scots lords, M''Nachton be thy name?" |
| 38416 | Or came ye for our bonnie bride, 55 On this her wedding day?" |
| 38416 | Or is it for robberie? |
| 38416 | Or is it the young Earl o''Aboyne, That ye ca''your rantin''laddie?" |
| 38416 | Or is it to one of my poor soldiers, That I''ve brought hame frae Spain?" |
| 38416 | Or wha wad wish a lealer love Than Brown Adam the Smith? |
| 38416 | Or wherfore should I kame my hair? |
| 38416 | Or wilt thou be taster of my wine, To wait on me when I do dine? |
| 38416 | Pay I no clergy fee, O? |
| 38416 | Quhat alis lufe with me?" |
| 38416 | Quhat he s marrit thà © in thy mude, Makyne, to me thow schaw; Or quhat is love, or to be lude? |
| 38416 | Quoth he,"My children now are slain; What thinks fair Grissel of the same? |
| 38416 | Says,"who has done you the wrong, fair maid, And left you here alane; Or who has kiss''d your lovely lips, 15 That ye ca''Hazelgreen?" |
| 38416 | She kindly takes him by the hand:"Good sir,"said shee,"would you speake with any heere?" |
| 38416 | She''s done her down to Heyvalin, With the light of the mune: Says,--"Will ye do this deed for me, 45 And will ye do it sune? |
| 38416 | The porter''s gane before the queen, Fell low down on his knee; 30"Win up, win up, my porter boy, What makes this courtesie?" |
| 38416 | Then out it spak her, bonny Jane, The youngest o''the three: 70"O lady, why look ye sae sad? |
| 38416 | Then out it spake a sweet, sweet voice, Out ower the castell wa'',"Now isna that Lady Maisry That makes sic a dolefu''fa''? |
| 38416 | Then to the skipper she did say, 125"Can ye this answer gie to me-- Where are Lord Beichan''s lands sae braid? |
| 38416 | Weel I wat, ye be a very bonny may, But whae''s aught that babe ye are wi''?" |
| 38416 | What hard hap hath brought you here?" |
| 38416 | What news hast thou to tell to me?" |
| 38416 | Wheder wyl ye goo? |
| 38416 | When the porter came his lord before,[L109] He kneeled down low on his knee---- 110"What aileth thee, my proud porter, Thou art so full of courtesie?" |
| 38416 | Where is your sister, maidens, That she is not walking with you?" |
| 38416 | Where is your sister, now? |
| 38416 | Wherefore stay you here, 70 Refusing me, your loving wife, For an harlot''s sake, Which each one will take; Whose vile deeds provoke much strife? |
| 38416 | Why say ye so? |
| 38416 | Why shuld ye nought? |
| 38416 | Will ye go to the Highlands, Lizie Lindsay, And dine on fresh cruds and green whey?" |
| 38416 | Will ye show him to me?" |
| 38416 | Will ye tak me to your countrie,-- 15 Or will ye marry me?" |
| 38416 | Will you hear a Spanish lady, How she woo''d an English man? |
| 38416 | Yf I had neede, as God forbede, What rescous coude ye finde? |
| 38416 | _ Arm._ Is there not a ballad, boy, of the King and the Beggar? |
| 38416 | _ His leave the page takes to- day from his master._"Will thou thee out ride, 5 Sir Magnus''s bride to see? |
| 38416 | _ His leave,& c._"And is''t the young Child Dyrè That rides sae bold and free? |
| 38416 | _ O willow,& c._ 45_ Sing, O the greene willow,& c._"But what helps complaining? |
| 38416 | _ With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan_; Or got thou it off a dead man''s hand? |
| 38416 | _ With a hey lillelu and a how lo lan_; What news, what news, by sea or land? |
| 38416 | _ holly- boats_? |
| 38416 | beked, 305,_ made warm_? |
| 38416 | belinger, 283? |
| 38416 | benjed, 305,_ received hospitably_,_ made preparations for his comfort_? |
| 38416 | boud, 297? |
| 38416 | coffer,_ coif_,_ a woman''s head- dress_? |
| 38416 | deill, 250,_ deal_; 247,_ dally_? |
| 38416 | fa'', 300? |
| 38416 | gare, below her,_ below the gore in the edge of her skirt? |
| 38416 | or below her dress merely?_ gaucy, 76,_ burly_,_ strong_. |
| 38416 | quoth he;"What news hast thou to tell to me?" |
| 38416 | says the captain;"Where''s my brother''s children three?" |
| 38416 | splene, on the, 156? |
| 38416 | upricht, 253,_ straightway_? |
| 38416 | who''ll comfort me? |
| 38416 | why dost thou so? |
| 38416 | worldling, 230,_ pet_? |
| 37031 | ''And hear ye this, my youngest brither, Why badena ye at hame? 37031 And hear ye this, my youngest brither: Why bade na ye at hame? |
| 37031 | And see not ye that bonny road, That winds about the fernie brae? 37031 And see ye not that braid braid road, 45 That lies across that lily leven? |
| 37031 | And wha has ta''en down that bush o''woodbine, That hung between her bour and mine? 37031 And what meat''s in this house, Ladie? |
| 37031 | And what meat''s in this house, Ladie? 37031 And what meat''s in this house, Ladie? |
| 37031 | And will ye gi''e him a kist wi''goud, Sae fitting till his hand? 37031 And winna thou dance, Sir Oluf, wi''me? |
| 37031 | Are the bridle reins for you too strong? 37031 Bot seese thu nowe yone forthe waye, That lygges ouer yone depe delle? |
| 37031 | But how shall I thee ken, Tamlane? 37031 But will ye go to yon greenwood side,"_ Aye as the gowans grow gay_? |
| 37031 | But, little boy, will ye tell me, The fashions that are in your countrie? |
| 37031 | Canst thou tell me,said Child Rowland to the cow- herd,"where the king of Elfland''s castle is?" |
| 37031 | Canst thou tell me,said Child Rowland to the horse- herd,"where the king of Elfland''s castle is?" |
| 37031 | Didst hear the Birds, my Constantine, didst list to what they''re saying? |
| 37031 | Didst hear, my brother Constantine, what yonder Birds are saying? |
| 37031 | From whence came ye, young man? |
| 37031 | I dwell beneth that bonnie bouir, 15 O will ye gae wi me and see? |
| 37031 | I hae a question at you to ask, Before that ye depart frae me; You''ll tell to me what day I''ll die, 55 And what day will my burial be? |
| 37031 | In Danmarck were ye born and bred? 37031 Is it possible to bring her back?" |
| 37031 | Miri man, that es so wyth, Of ay thing gif me answere: For him that mensked man wyt mith, Wat sal worth of this were? |
| 37031 | Nay, I am not sleeping, I am waking,These were the words said hee:"For thee I have car''d; how hast thou fared? |
| 37031 | Now speak nae mair, my lusty dame, Now speak nae mair of that to me: 10 Did I ne''er see a fair woman, But I wad sin with her fair body? |
| 37031 | O are ye my father, or are ye my mother? 37031 O had your tongue, ye lady fair, Lat a''your folly be; Mind ye not on your turtle doo 35 Last day ye brought wi''thee?" |
| 37031 | O hear ye, Sir Oluf, my ain dear son, 35 Whareto is your lire sae blae and wan? |
| 37031 | O hear ye, Sir Oluf, my son, my pride, And what shall I say to thy young bride? |
| 37031 | O how do you love the ship,he said,"Or how do you love the sea? |
| 37031 | O is your saddle set awrye? 37031 O lady, sits your saddle awry, Or is your steed for you owre high?" |
| 37031 | O tell me mair, young man,she said,"This does surprise me now; What country ha''e ye come frae? |
| 37031 | O tell me, tell me, Tam- a- Line, 115 O tell, an''tell me true; Tell me this nicht, an''mak''nae lee, What way I''ll borrow you? |
| 37031 | O was it warwolf in the wood? 37031 O wha has loosed the nine witch knots, 75 That were amang that ladye''s locks? |
| 37031 | O what drink''s in this house, Ladie, That ye''re nae welcome tee? |
| 37031 | O what hae you to keep me wi'', If I should with you go? 37031 O where are all my porter boys That I pay meat and fee, 130 To open my yates baith wide and braid? |
| 37031 | O where are all my rangers bold That I pay meat and fee, To search the forest far an''wide, And bring Akin to me? |
| 37031 | O where have you been, my long, long love, This long seven years and more? |
| 37031 | O where were ye, my milk- white steed, That I hae coft sae dear, That wadna watch and waken me, 35 When there was maiden here? |
| 37031 | O why pluck you the flowers, lady, Or why climb you the tree? 37031 O why pou ye the rose, the rose? |
| 37031 | O why pu''ye the nut, the nut, Or why brake ye the tree? 37031 Pray, sir, did you not send for me, By such a messenger?" |
| 37031 | Quhat eylyt the, Stevyn? 37031 Quhat eylyt[L9] the, Stevene? |
| 37031 | See ye not yon seven pretty ships, The eighth brought me to land; With merchandize and mariners, 35 And wealth in every hand? |
| 37031 | Seese thu yitt yone faire castelle, That standes vpone yone heghe hill? 37031 Seese thu yitt yone third waye, 155 That ligges vnder yone grene playne? |
| 37031 | That is well said,quoth Lancelot then;"But sith it must be so, 90 What is the knight thou hatest thus? |
| 37031 | Though thou art wise, my Constantine, thou hast unwisely spoken: Be woe my lot or be it joy, who will restore my daughter? |
| 37031 | Was he brunt, or was he shot? 37031 What ails you, lady,"the boy said, 25"That ye seem sae dissatisfied? |
| 37031 | What did you wi''the gay gold ring 105 I bade you keep abune a''thing? |
| 37031 | What hast thou done, my daughter dear, 85 For to deserve this heavy scourge? 37031 What knight art thou,"the lady sayd,"That wilt not speake to me? |
| 37031 | Where hae ye put my ain gude lord, This day he stays sae far frae me? |
| 37031 | Where is he? |
| 37031 | Why pu''ye the rose, Janet, Within this garden grene, And a''to kill the bonny babe, That we got us between? |
| 37031 | Why should I not? |
| 37031 | Will ye tell me, ye little wee boy, 125 Where may my Margaret be? |
| 37031 | Ye will tell to me this thing:-- 95 What did yo wi''my wedding- ring? |
| 37031 | (?) |
| 37031 | -- 100 O she has ta''en her thro''the ha'', And on her son began to ca'';"What did ye wi''the bonny beads I bade you keep against your needs? |
| 37031 | -- 60 The carline she was stark and sture, She aff the hinges dang the dure;"O is your bairn to laird or loun, Or is it to your father''s groom?" |
| 37031 | -- 60"O whaten a mountain is yon,"she said,"All so dreary wi''frost and snow?" |
| 37031 | --"If I was to leave my husband dear, 25 And my two babes also, O what have you to take me to, If with you I should go?" |
| 37031 | --"O what hills are yon, yon pleasant hills, That the sun shines sweetly on?" |
| 37031 | --"What did ye wi''the tokens rare, 95 That ye gat frae that gallant there?" |
| 37031 | 10 And how do you love the bold mariners That wait upon thee and me?" |
| 37031 | 10"Phrenimos eisai, Kôstantê, m''aschêm''apilogêthês; An tychê pikra gê chara, poios tha mou têne pherê?" |
| 37031 | 100"The truth ye''ll tell to me, Tamlane; A word ye mauna lie; Gin e''er ye was in haly chapel, Or sained in Christentie?" |
| 37031 | 119, goome? |
| 37031 | 140 Then backe he came unto the kinge, Who sayd,"Sir Lukyn, what did yee see?" |
| 37031 | 150 Than seyd the erle,"for charyte, In what skyll, tell me, A cokwold may I know?" |
| 37031 | 150"Seese thu nowe yone other waye, That lygges lawe by nethe yone rysse? |
| 37031 | 160"Saye, wouldst thou have thy master dead, All for a sword that wins thine eye? |
| 37031 | 20 And the young lady Svanè lyle, In the bower that was the best, Says,"Wharfrae cam thir frem swains, Wi''us this night to guest?" |
| 37031 | 20"But howe and they chaunce to cut the downe, And carry thie braunches into the towne? |
| 37031 | 20"But, gentle boy, come tell to me, What is the custom of thy countrie?" |
| 37031 | 30 If I''d forsake my dear husband, My little young son also?" |
| 37031 | 30 Or why come ye to Carterhaugh, Withouten leave o''me?" |
| 37031 | 30"Or does the wind blow in your glove, Or runs your mind on another love?" |
| 37031 | 35"Akouses, Kôstantakê mou, ti lene ta poulakia?" |
| 37031 | 40"Akouses, Kôstantakê mou, ti lene ta poulakia?" |
| 37031 | 40"O see ye not yon narrow road, So thick beset with thorns and briers? |
| 37031 | 40"O tell to me, Tomlinn,"she said,"And tell it to me soon; Was you ever at a good church door, Or got you christendom?" |
| 37031 | 50 Pes mou pou''n''ta mallakia sou, to pêgouro moustaki?" |
| 37031 | 60"And is he come, thy sister- son, Frae thy father''s land to thee? |
| 37031 | 60"O is this water deep,"he said,"As it is wondrous dun? |
| 37031 | 65 Or was it mermaid in the sea? |
| 37031 | 80 And wha has kill''d the master kid,[L81] That ran beneath that ladye''s bed? |
| 37031 | And aye she sat in her mother''s bower door, 5 And aye she made her mane,"O whether should I gang to the Broomfield hill, Or should I stay at hame? |
| 37031 | And is it not a pleasure for a King, When he shall ryde forth on his journey? |
| 37031 | And wha has loosed her left foot shee, And let that ladye lighter be?" |
| 37031 | And wha''s ta''en out the kaims o''care, That were amang that ladye''s hair? |
| 37031 | And what ha''e I to gi''e?" |
| 37031 | And what hae I to gi''e?" |
| 37031 | And what hae I to gi''e?" |
| 37031 | And when he came to the King''s chamber, He cold of his curtesie 195 Saye,"Sleep you, wake you, noble King Arthur? |
| 37031 | At last she asked of this tre, 5"Howe came this freshness unto the, And every branche so faire and cleane? |
| 37031 | But why should we seek to do this? |
| 37031 | His lady mother went down the stair:"Now son, now son, come tell to me, Where''s the green gloves I gave to thee?" |
| 37031 | Kai parakei pou pagainan kai alla poulia tous legan;"Ti blepoume ta thlibera ta paraponemena? |
| 37031 | Lakkyt the eyther mete or drynk in kyng Herowdes halle?" |
| 37031 | Na perpatoun hoi zôntanoi me tous apethamenous?" |
| 37031 | Or are ye James Herries, my first true love, Come back to Scotland again?" |
| 37031 | Or are ye my brother John? |
| 37031 | Or are you mourning, in your tide, 15 That you suld be Cospatrick''s bride?" |
| 37031 | Or how shall I thee knaw, 140 Amang so many unearthly knights, The like I never saw?" |
| 37031 | Or it is sic as a saikless maid And a leal true knight may swim?" |
| 37031 | Or rides your steed for you ower high? |
| 37031 | Or the stirrups for you too long?" |
| 37031 | Or was he drowned in the sea? |
| 37031 | Or was it man or vile woman, My ain true love, that mis- shaped thee?" |
| 37031 | Or what''s become o''my ain gude lord, That he will ne''er appear to me?" |
| 37031 | Or why brake ye the tree? |
| 37031 | Or why come ye to Charter- woods, Without leave ask''d of me?" |
| 37031 | Or why come ye to Chaster''s wood, Without the leave of me?" |
| 37031 | Say where are now thy waving locks, thy strong thick beard, where is it?" |
| 37031 | Says--"Why pu''ye the rose, Janet? |
| 37031 | Scho sayd,"man, the lykes thi playe: 85 What byrde in boure maye delle with the? |
| 37031 | See you not yonder woman, 135 That maketh her self soe''cleane''[L136]? |
| 37031 | She knocked, and straight a man he cried, 65"Who''s there?" |
| 37031 | T''akouse pale hê Aretê k''erragis''hê kardia tês;"Akouses, Kôstantakê mou, ti lene ta poulakia? |
| 37031 | Tell me whar may thy dwelling be?" |
| 37031 | The princess stood at the bower door Laughing, who could her blame? |
| 37031 | Then backe he came to tell the kinge, Who sayde,"Sir Lukyn, sawe ye oughte?" |
| 37031 | Then bespake him Cornewall King, These were the words he said there:"Did you ever know a comely King, 80 His name was King Arthur?" |
| 37031 | Then bespake him noble Arthur, 160 And these were the[L161] words said he:"What weapons wilt thou have, thou gentle knight? |
| 37031 | Then to the lady she did go, 65 And said,"O Lady, let me know"Who has defiled your fair bodie? |
| 37031 | They skinked the mead, and they skinked the wine: 45"O whare is Sir Oluf, bridegroom mine?" |
| 37031 | Was Lady Hillers your mither? |
| 37031 | Was ever knight for ladyes sake Soe tost in love, as I, Sir Guy, For Phelis fayre, that lady bright As ever man beheld with eye? |
| 37031 | What gars ye break the tree? |
| 37031 | What has thou to do here? |
| 37031 | What pedigree are you?" |
| 37031 | When day was gane and night was come,"What ails my love on me to frown? |
| 37031 | Yat? |
| 37031 | [ E] crow? |
| 37031 | [ F] rounds? |
| 37031 | [ L13] Lakkyt the eythar gold or fe, or ony ryche wede? |
| 37031 | [ dree?] |
| 37031 | _ gilded?_ glint,_ gleam_. |
| 37031 | _ other day_? |
| 37031 | art thu wod, or thu gynnyst to brede? |
| 37031 | bue, 234, 235,_ fair_? |
| 37031 | bunge, 239? |
| 37031 | coiffer, 260,_ coif_,_ head- dress_,_ cap?_ cold,_ could, knew_;_ used as an auxiliary with the infinitive to express a past tense_; e.g. |
| 37031 | cramasee,_ crimson?_ cropoure,_ crupper_. |
| 37031 | endres- daye, 98,_ past day_? |
| 37031 | even cloth, 113,_ fine cloth_? |
| 37031 | ferli, 275,_ fairly?_ ferlie, ferly,_ wonder_. |
| 37031 | galid, 276,_ sang?_ gangande,_ going_. |
| 37031 | gitsung? |
| 37031 | goome,_ man_? |
| 37031 | gravil, 260? |
| 37031 | kindly, 236,"_ good old_"? |
| 37031 | lelfe, 22,_ leave?_ lere,_ lore_,_ doctrine_;_ learn_. |
| 37031 | lingcam, 148,_ body_,= leccam? |
| 37031 | my brother, what is this? |
| 37031 | over one, 23,_ in a company_,_ together?_ See Jamieson''s_ Scottish Dictionary_, in v. ouer ane. |
| 37031 | page 221( lines 73, 74) moved close quotation mark:"Pray, sir, did you not send for me, By such a messenger?" |
| 37031 | page 276 added missing closing quotation mark For him that mensked man wyt mith, Wat sal worth of this were?" |
| 37031 | quhat is the befalle? |
| 37031 | quoth hee,"Or where may all that goodly building be?" |
| 37031 | rialle,_ royal?_ jawes, 227,_ dashes_; jawp''d, 257,_ dashed_,_ spattered_. |
| 37031 | says King Henry;"How lang''ll this last wi''me?" |
| 37031 | she said,"That does surprise me sair; 30 My door was bolted right secure; What way ha''e ye come here?" |
| 37031 | skail?] |
| 37031 | skill, but a, 371,_ only reasonable?_ skinked,_ poured out_. |
| 37031 | stratlins, 183,_ straddlings?_ streek,_ stretch_. |
| 37031 | tell, an''tell me true; 90 Tell me this nicht, an''mak''nae lee, What pedigree are you?" |
| 37031 | then sayd the knighte,"Must such a sword awaye be throwne?" |
| 37031 | thou gentle knight, how may this be, That I might see him in the same licknesse, That he stood unto thee?" |
| 37031 | thrubchandler, 237? |
| 37031 | what wouldst at such an hour? |
| 37031 | why pou ye the pile, Margaret, The pile o''the gravil gray, For to destroy the bonny bairn 75 That we got in our play? |
| 37031 | why pou ye the pile, Margaret, The pile o''the gravil green, 70 For to destroy the bonny bairn That we got us between? |
| 37031 | wind blows in your glove, 67? |
| 37031 | woning?] |
| 37031 | wrebbe, 98;_ wrebbe and wrye_,_ turn and twist_? |
| 37031 | wrye, 98,_ wrebbe and wrye_,_ turn and twist_? |
| 38037 | An asking,said the lady gay,"An asking ye''ll grant me:""Ask on, ask on,"said Sir Colvin,"What may your asking be?" |
| 38037 | And how nowe, kempe,sayd the kyng of Spayne,"And how what aileth thee?" |
| 38037 | And is she the King o''Scotland''s fair dochter? 38037 And the sevent of your sons, my lord, 25 Sits on the nurse''s knee: And how can I look maiden- like, When a maid I''ll never be? |
| 38037 | And wha''s blood is this,he says,"That lies in my ha''?" |
| 38037 | And whare''s the bairns o''this house, That ca''me Lamkin? |
| 38037 | And whare''s the women o''this house, 25 That ca''me Lamkin? |
| 38037 | And what wold ye doe with my bryde soe gay, Iff I did sell her yee? 38037 Art thou fair Annie, sister mine, Thou noble violet flower? |
| 38037 | At kirk and market when we meet, We''ll dare make nae avowe, But--''Dame, how does my gay goss- hawk?'' 38037 But how sall I your true love find, Or how suld I her know? |
| 38037 | But if you are a carle''s daughter, As I take you to be, 210 How did you get the gay clothing, In green wood ye had on thee? |
| 38037 | But if you be a carle''s daughter, As I believe you be, How did ye learn the good Latin, In green wood ye spoke to me? |
| 38037 | But wha will bake my bridal bread, Or brew my bridal ale? 38037 But wha will bake your wedding bread, And brew your bridal ale? |
| 38037 | But where''s the lady o''this castle? |
| 38037 | Gude day, gude day, my liege the king, 55 Gude day, gude day, to thee;"Gude day,quo''he,"my lady fair, What is''t ye want wi''me?" |
| 38037 | Hath any one done to thee wronge, Any of thy fellowes here? 38037 How can we get at her?" |
| 38037 | How do ye now, ye sweet Tamas? 38037 How shall I come down, how can I come down, How shall I come down to thee? |
| 38037 | How shall we get them down? |
| 38037 | How will I come up? 38037 Is there never a knighte amongst yee all Will fight for my daughter and mee? |
| 38037 | Is this the bairn o''this house? |
| 38037 | It''s how can I come doun, This cauld frosty nicht, Without e''er a coal Or a clear candle licht? |
| 38037 | Jump on behind, ye weill- faur''d may, 35 Or do ye chuse to ride? |
| 38037 | May be I am a carle''s daughter, And may be never nane; 150 When ye met me in the green wood, Why did you not let me alane? |
| 38037 | May be I am a carle''s daughter, And may be never nane; 190 When ye met me in the good green wood, Why did you not let me alane? 38037 My father he is a baron bolde, Of lynage proude and hye; And what would he saye if his daughter 75 Awaye with a knight should fly? |
| 38037 | O Guid forbid,said fair Annie,"That e''er the like fa''in my hand; 50 Wou''d I forsake my ain gude lord, And follow you, a gae- through- land? |
| 38037 | O I am waking, sweete,he said,"Sweete ladye, what is your will?" |
| 38037 | O came ye here to hunt or hawk, As ye hae dune before, O? 38037 O dinna ye see that bonny castell, 105 Wi''halls and towers sae fair? |
| 38037 | O dinna ye see your ain gude lord, 105 Stand bleeding by your knee? |
| 38037 | O ha ye seen Sir James the Rose, The young heir o''Buleighan? 38037 O hald your tongue, Mary Hamilton, Let all those words go free; 30 O where is the little babie That I heard weep by thee?" |
| 38037 | O has he robbed you of your gold, Or has he robbed you of your fee? |
| 38037 | O have ye tint, at tournament, 5 Your sword, or yet your spear? 38037 O how can I carry a letter to her, 5 When her I do not know? |
| 38037 | O how can I look maiden- like, When maiden I''ll ne''er be; 10 When seven brave sons I''ve born to thee, And the eighth is in my bodie? 38037 O mindna ye on your sister Bess, That lives in the French countrie?" |
| 38037 | O quha is this has don this deid, This ill deid don to me; To send me out this time o''the zeir, To sail upon the se? 38037 O sall I kill her, nourice? |
| 38037 | O tell me this now, good lord John, And a word ye dinna lie, How far it is to your lodgin, Whare we this night maun be? |
| 38037 | O wha is yon, that came this way, Sae hastilie that hither came? 38037 O wha''s blood is this,"he says, 85"That lies in the châmer?" |
| 38037 | O whae is this at my bower door, That chaps sae late, or kens the gin? |
| 38037 | O whare is your gude lord? |
| 38037 | O what means a''this greeting? 38037 O what''ll my poor father think, As he comes through the town, 70 To see the face of his Molly fair Hanging on the gallows pin? |
| 38037 | O where is now my ain gude lord, He stays sae far frae me? |
| 38037 | O where is now my wedded lord, And where now can he be? 38037 O where is your lady?" |
| 38037 | O where will I get a bonny boy, That will win hose and shoon,-- That will gang quickly to Sittingen''s rocks, And bid my lady come? |
| 38037 | O where will I get a little boy, 25 That will win hose and shoon, To rin sae fast to Darlinton, And bid fair Eleanor come? |
| 38037 | O where will I get a little wee boy Will tak''my helm in hand, Till I gae up to my tapmast, And see for some dry land? |
| 38037 | Of that same gift wuld ye give me, If I wuld bring him unto thee? 38037 Or hae ye onie lands or rents 105 Lying at libertie? |
| 38037 | Ride softlye,shee sayd,"O Childe Waters: Why doe you ryde so fast? |
| 38037 | Seest thou not yonder hall, Ellen? 38037 Seest thou not yonder hall, Ellen? |
| 38037 | Sith you have had your wille of mee, And put me to open shame, Now, if you are a courteous knighte, 15 Tell me what is your name? |
| 38037 | Sleepe you, wake you, faire Sir Gyles? 38037 The very sole o''that lady''s foot 5 Than thy face is far mair white:""But, nevertheless, now, Erl Richard, Ye will bide in my bower a''night?" |
| 38037 | There is a knicht into your court, This day has robbed me;60"O has he tane your gowd,"he says,"Or has he tane your fee?" |
| 38037 | There need nae bason, Lamkin; Lat it run through the floor; What better is the heart''s blood O''the rich than o''the poor? |
| 38037 | Wad ye ken your fause love, Amang a hundred men? |
| 38037 | Wha looks to dreams, my winsome dame? 38037 Wha was your father, my girl,"she says,"Or wha was your mother? |
| 38037 | Whar are ye gaing Sir James,she said,"O whar awa are ye riding?" |
| 38037 | Whar sall I gae, whar sall I rin, Whar sall I rin to lay me? 38037 Whare gat ye that gay claithing, 45 This day I see on thee?" |
| 38037 | What ails the king at me,he said,"What ails the king at me?" |
| 38037 | What brought ye here, my lady gay, So far awa from your ain countrie? 38037 What care I for Lonkin, Or any of his gang? |
| 38037 | What care I for your hundred pounds? 38037 What is your will, my own wed- lord? |
| 38037 | What news, what news, my bonny boy, What news have ye to me? 38037 What news, what news, palmer,"she said,"And from what countrie cam ye?" |
| 38037 | What tydinges nowe, my boye? |
| 38037 | When will ye, Michaell o''Livingston, Wad for this lady gay? |
| 38037 | Where are the lads o''this castle? |
| 38037 | Where hae ye been, now, ladye fair, Where hae ye been sae late? 38037 Where''s the lord of the hall?" |
| 38037 | Where''s the maids of the hall? |
| 38037 | Where''s the men of the hall? |
| 38037 | Why grieve you, damselle faire? |
| 38037 | Why weep ye so, ye burgess wives, 65 Why look ye so on me? 38037 Wi me, Marg''ret, wi me, Marg''ret, 5 What wad ye do wi''me? |
| 38037 | Will I go to the salt, salt seas, And see the fishes swim? 38037 Will ye gae to the cards or dice, Or to a tavern fine? |
| 38037 | Will you wear the short clothes, Or will you wear the side; Or will you walk to your wedding, 155 Or will you till it ride? |
| 38037 | -- 120 The boy stared wild like a gray goss- hawk, Says,--"What may a''this mean?" |
| 38037 | -- 60 In anger he went to the Queen, Who fell upon her knee; He said,"You false, unchaste woman, What''s this you''ve done to me?" |
| 38037 | -- Out up then spake a bonny bird, Sat high upon a tree,-- 30"How could you kill that noble lord? |
| 38037 | -- Then up and spake the popinjay, 95 Says--"What needs a''this din? |
| 38037 | --"But how can I gang maiden- like, When maiden I am nane? |
| 38037 | --"Gar douk, gar douk,"the King he cried,"Gar douk for gold and fee; O wha will douk for Erl Richard''s sake, 65 Or wha will douk for me?" |
| 38037 | --"O how sall I eat or drink, master, Wi''heart sae fu''o''pine?" |
| 38037 | 10 So Marie mild, where is the child? |
| 38037 | 100"O nourice, wanted ye your meat, Or wanted ye your fee, Or wanted ye for any thing, A fair lady could gie?" |
| 38037 | 100"O was ye gentle gotten, maid? |
| 38037 | 110"O wha was''t was your father, Annie, Or wha was''t was your mother? |
| 38037 | 140 The bride gan stand her lord before:"Now speak, and dinna spare; Whare is this fair young lady frae? |
| 38037 | 20 And whan our parish- masse was done, Our kinge was bowne to dyne: He sayes,"Where is Syr Cauline, That is wo nt to serve the wyne?" |
| 38037 | 20 But think na ye my heart was sair, When I laid the moul''on his yellow hair; O think na ye my heart was wae, When I turn''d about, away to gae? |
| 38037 | 20 Have I not born seven sons to thee, And am with child again?" |
| 38037 | 20 He turn''d him right and round about, And to the queen said he,--"Who is the bravest man, my dame, That ever your een did see?" |
| 38037 | 20 My lord he stood upon the deck, I wyte he hail''d me courteouslie;"Ye are thrice welcome, my lady gay, Whase aught that bairn on your knee?" |
| 38037 | 20 Now ben did come his father dear, Wearing a golden band; Says,"Is there nae leech in Edinburgh, Can cure my son from wrang?" |
| 38037 | 20 Queen Mary came tripping down the stair, Wi''the gold strings in her hair:"O whare''s the little babie,"she says,"That I heard greet sae sair?" |
| 38037 | 20"O come ye here to part your land, The bonnie Forest thorough? |
| 38037 | 20"O wha is this has done this deed, And tauld the king o''me, To send us out at this time of the year, To sail upon the sea? |
| 38037 | 20"O whare''s a''the men o''this house, That ca''me Lamkin?" |
| 38037 | 20"O where is his auld son?" |
| 38037 | 20"Why make ye all this moan, lady? |
| 38037 | 240"And what wold ye doe with my harpe,"he sayd, Iff I did sell it yee?" |
| 38037 | 30 Is Earl Robert in very good health, And the ladies of your countrie?" |
| 38037 | 30 Or wha will welcome your brisk bride That you bring owre the dale?" |
| 38037 | 30 Or what''s the matter, Fause Foodrage, Or wha has loot you in?" |
| 38037 | 30 Or will ye gae to a table forebye, And birl baith beer and wine?" |
| 38037 | 30"Where''s the ladies of the hall?" |
| 38037 | 335,)_ refreshed with food_? |
| 38037 | 40 The King said unto Rodingham,"What news have you to me?" |
| 38037 | 40"How far is it frae your mither''s bouer, Gude Lord John tell to me?" |
| 38037 | 40"I send him the rings from my white fingers, The garlands off my hair; I send him the heart that''s in my breast: What would my love have mair? |
| 38037 | 40"O see na ye yon castell, Ellen, That shines sae fair to see? |
| 38037 | 40"What hath he robbed thee of, sweet heart? |
| 38037 | 40"Where are the lasses o''this castle?" |
| 38037 | 45 And how gaes a''in your countrie?" |
| 38037 | 50 O where is now my wedded lord? |
| 38037 | 50"What''s that thou says, thou limmer loon? |
| 38037 | 60 Then out it speaks Sir Patrick Spens,--"O how can a''this bee? |
| 38037 | 60"O where will I get a gude sailor, To take my helm in hand, Till I get up to the tall topmast, To see if I can spy land?" |
| 38037 | 65"What is your will with mee?" |
| 38037 | 70 53, Should we not read_ warld''s mate_? |
| 38037 | 80"Will I kill her?" |
| 38037 | 90 Then up and spake the King himsell, When he saw the deadly wound--"O wha has slain my right- hand man, That held my hawk and hound?" |
| 38037 | 90"She sends you the rings from her fingers, The garlands from her hair; She sends you the heart within her breast: And what would you have mair? |
| 38037 | 95''Madame, how does my dow?''" |
| 38037 | And aye he turn''d him round about, And smiled amang his men, 80 Says--"Like ye best the old ladye, Or her that''s new come hame?" |
| 38037 | And had you ony sister, Annie, Or had you ony brother?" |
| 38037 | And wha will welcome my brisk bride, That I bring o''er the dale?" |
| 38037 | As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane; The tane unto the t''other say,"Where sall we gang and dine to- day?" |
| 38037 | As they were drinking ale and wine Within kyng Estmeres halle, 10"When will ye marry a wyfe, brother, A wyfe to gladd us all?" |
| 38037 | But deep into the wan water There stands a great big stone; He turned his wight horse head about, Said,"Lady fair, will ye loup on?" |
| 38037 | But in and cam the Queen hersel, Wi''gowd plait on her hair;-- 20 Says,"Mary Hamilton, whare is the babe That I heard greet sae sair?" |
| 38037 | But out and spak lord John''s mother, 85 And a wise woman was she:"Whare met ye wi''that bonny boy, That looks sae sad on thee? |
| 38037 | But then spake a wylie lord, Unto the queen said he:"O tell me quha''s the fairest face Rides in the company?" |
| 38037 | Fair Annie is till his mither gane: 125"O lady mither,"said she,"May I gang to the bridal bower, My lord''s new bride to see?" |
| 38037 | Fair Christabelle to his chaumber goes, Her maydens followyng nye: 35"O well,"she sayth,"how doth my lord?" |
| 38037 | Has your wine barrels cast the girds, Or is your white bread gone? |
| 38037 | He never was the courteous knighte, To saye,"Faire maide, will ye ride?" |
| 38037 | Hee sayth,"seest thou yond water, Ellen, That flows from banke to brimme?" |
| 38037 | How can I come to thee? |
| 38037 | How can I come up? |
| 38037 | How dares thou stand to speak to me? |
| 38037 | How often is the renowned Arthur, in such exhibitions, obliged to exclaim,"O Jhesu, what knight is that arrayed all in grene( or as the case may be)? |
| 38037 | It has been suggested to the editor that the author of the poem seems to have had in his eye the story of Gunhilda, who is sometimes called Eleanor(? |
| 38037 | O heard ye o''Sir James the Rose, The young heir o''Buleighan? |
| 38037 | O whare''s the lady o''this house, That ca''s me Lamkin?" |
| 38037 | O whatten a gift to my lemman Annie Will now by you be gi''en?" |
| 38037 | Of purple or of pall? |
| 38037 | Oh telle me how does thy ladye gaye, 15 And what may thy tydinges bee?" |
| 38037 | Or be you not within? |
| 38037 | Or came ye here to wiel''your brand, Upo''the braes o''Yarrow?" |
| 38037 | Or come ye here to wield your brand, On the dowie houms of Yarrow?" |
| 38037 | Or had you ever a sister dear, Or had you ever a brother?" |
| 38037 | Or hae ye onie corn? |
| 38037 | Or hae ye onie education, To dance alang wi''me?" |
| 38037 | Or hae ye onie gerss growin''? |
| 38037 | Or hath he took thy gaye gold ring From off thy finger small?" |
| 38037 | Or is any of thy good friends dead, That thou shedst manye a teare? |
| 38037 | Or mourn ye for the southern lass, Whom ye may not win near?" |
| 38037 | Or sall I lat her be?" |
| 38037 | Or was ye gentle born? |
| 38037 | Or will I go to the gay green wood, 85 And hear the small birds sing?" |
| 38037 | Out then came the Jew''s daughter,--"Will ye come in and dine?" |
| 38037 | Page 303; lines 53, 54: added missing quotation marks("What ails the king at me,"he said,"What ails the king at me?") |
| 38037 | Shall I venture my body in field to fight With a man that''s faith and troth to me? |
| 38037 | She saw the flames ascending high, 105 The tears blinded her ee:"Where is the worthy knight,"she said,"Who is to fight for me?" |
| 38037 | She turn''d her right and round about, 25 Says,"Why take ye sic dreads o''me? |
| 38037 | Shee, all the long daye Childe Waters rode, 45 Ran barefoote by his syde, Yet was he never soe courteous a knighte, To say,"Ellen, will you ryde?" |
| 38037 | Than out and cam the Jewis dochter, 5 Said,"Will ye cum in and dine?" |
| 38037 | That lord is to Fair Annie gane: Says,"Annie, thou winsome may, O whatten a gude gift will ye gi''e 75 My bride on her bridal day?" |
| 38037 | The King sits in Dunfermline town, A- drinking at the wine; Says,"Where will I get a good skipper Will sail the saut seas fine?" |
| 38037 | The first water that they cam to, I think they call it Clyde, He saftly unto her did say,--"Lady Marg''ret, will ye ride?" |
| 38037 | The king he turned him round aboute, And in his heart was woe: 100"Is there never a knighte of my round table This matter will undergoe? |
| 38037 | The king sits in Dumferling[2] toune, Drinking the blude- reid wine:"O quhar will I get guid sailor, To sail this schip of mine?" |
| 38037 | The king sits in Dunfermline town, Drinking the blude- red wine:"O whare will I get a skeely skipper To sail this new ship of mine?" |
| 38037 | The lady she amazed was, To hear the villain speak; 70"Alas,"quoth she,"what shall I do? |
| 38037 | The one of them said to his mate,"Where shall we our breakefast take?" |
| 38037 | Then Christie Græme he stooped low Unto the ground, you shall understand;--"O father, put on your glove again, The wind has blown it from your hand?" |
| 38037 | Then down cam Queen Marie Wi''gold links in her hair, Saying,"Marie mild, where is the child, That I heard greet sair sair?" |
| 38037 | Then from the vault John Thomson came, Wringing his hands most piteouslie:"What would ye do,"the Turk he cried, 95"If ye had me as I hae thee?" |
| 38037 | Then out it spak the lady, 45 As she stood on the stair,"What ails my bairn, nourice, That he''s greeting sae sair? |
| 38037 | Then up and raise him, King Honour, Says--"What means a''this din? |
| 38037 | Whan he had got his wills o''her, 5 His will as he has tane;"Wad ye be sae gude and kind, As tell to me your name?" |
| 38037 | Whareto greets she sae sair?" |
| 38037 | When he came to my lady''s gate, 5 He tirled at the pin; And wha was sae ready as the lady hersell To open and let him in? |
| 38037 | Whether thou''s gotten thy deadly wound, Or if God and good leeching may succour thee?" |
| 38037 | Why make ye all this moan? |
| 38037 | You are both stark and stoor; Would you defile the King''s own bed, And make his Queen a whore? |
| 38037 | Young Waters came before the King, Fell low down on his knee; 50"Win up, win up, young Waters, What''s this I hear o''thee?" |
| 38037 | [ L30] 30 Then up and spoke the popinjay That sat upon the tree--"What hae ye done wi''Erl Richard? |
| 38037 | [ L32] And that beheard his deare master As he stood at his garden pale: Sayes,"Ever alacke, my litle foot- page, 35 What causes thee to wail? |
| 38037 | _ Is this a contraction of pall, and is pall, an alley or mall in which games of ball are played?_ pall,_ a kind of rich cloth_. |
| 38037 | bedeene, 247,_ immediately?__ continuously?_ bedight,_ furnished_. |
| 38037 | bedeene, 247,_ immediately?__ continuously?_ bedight,_ furnished_. |
| 38037 | breast, 44,_ make a horse spring up or forward_? |
| 38037 | chive, 290,_ mouthfull_? |
| 38037 | coffer,_ coif_,_ head- dress_,_ cap_? |
| 38037 | fin, 342? |
| 38037 | gare, below her,_ below the_[_ gore in the edge of the_]_ skirt_? |
| 38037 | he sayd, 125"And what doth cause you moane?" |
| 38037 | lake, 58,_ hollow place_,_ grave_? |
| 38037 | pin,_ summit_; gallows pin,_ top of the gallows_? |
| 38037 | prude, 31,_ proud_? |
| 38037 | quo''Belinkin,"Will I kill her, or let her be?" |
| 38037 | renish, renisht, 161, 167? |
| 38037 | said Christie Græme,"But where sae lang frae hame were ye?" |
| 38037 | she says:"What needs this courtesie?" |
| 38037 | syr knight, how may this bee, For my degree''s soe highe? |
| 38037 | was I not much to blame? |
| 38037 | what may ladye Emmeline doe? |
| 38037 | what shall I do, 5 Tormented night and day? |
| 38037 | wightsmen, 325,_ husbandmen?_ win,_ come_,_ reach_; win near,_ come near_; win up,_ get up_. |
| 39627 | A boone, a boone,queen Katherine cries,"I crave it on my bare knee; Is there any knight of your privy counsèl 95 Of queen Katherines part will be? |
| 39627 | And welcome be thou, gentyl knyght, 245 Why hast thou be so longe? |
| 39627 | And who art thou? 39627 And with our names,"one of them said,"What hast thou here to do? |
| 39627 | Art thou Robin Hood? |
| 39627 | Be ye those theves,then sayd our kyng, 85"That men have tolde of to me? |
| 39627 | But art thou a cousin of Robin Hood then? 39627 But tell me, O tell me, where is Little John? |
| 39627 | Do gladly, syr abbot,sayd the knyght, 85"I am come to holde my day:"The fyrst word the abbot spake,"Hast thou brought my pay?" |
| 39627 | Do waye thy japes,sayd Robyn,"Therof will I right none; 250 Wenest thou I wyll have god to borowe, Peter, Poule, or Johan? |
| 39627 | Dost thou not mind, old woman,he said, 25"Since thou made me sup and dine? |
| 39627 | God the save, my dere maystèr, And Cryst the save and se;"Raynolde Grenelefe,sayd the sheryfe,"Where hast thou nowe be?" |
| 39627 | Good morrow, good fellow,said jolly Robin,"What food hast[ thou]? |
| 39627 | Good- morrow,said John,"my brethren dear, 25 Good fortune I had you to see; Which way do you go? |
| 39627 | Gude day, gude day,said Robin Hood,"What is your wills wi''me?" |
| 39627 | Hast thou any horn beasts,the sheriff repli''d,"Good fellow, to sell unto me?" |
| 39627 | Hast thou either meat or drink,said Robin Hood,"For my merry men and me?" |
| 39627 | Hast thou ony frendes,sayd Robyn, 245"Thy borowes that wyll be?" |
| 39627 | Hast thou thy londe agayne? |
| 39627 | Haste thou ony grene cloth,sayd our kynge,"That thou wylte sell now to me?" |
| 39627 | How fare[s] my justice,sayd the kyng, 145"And my sherife also?" |
| 39627 | How like you my horn''d beasts, good master sheriff? 39627 How many men,"sayd Robyn,"Had this monke, Johan?" |
| 39627 | How many miles is it to thy true love? 39627 How much is in yonder other cofer?" |
| 39627 | I make myn avowe to god,sayd Robyn,"Monke, what tolde I the? |
| 39627 | I pray thee, Will, before thou dye, 105 Of thy dear friends take leave; I needs must borrow him a while, How say you, master sheriff? |
| 39627 | I prithee, good fellow, O where art thou now? |
| 39627 | In what offyce? |
| 39627 | Is this Robin Hood? |
| 39627 | Is this Robin Hood? |
| 39627 | Must I stay behind? |
| 39627 | O have they parishes burnt? |
| 39627 | O kent ye by my rosy lips? 39627 O want ye roses to your breast, Or ribbons to your sheen? |
| 39627 | O wanted ye your meat, Willie, Or wanted ye your fee? 39627 O what is here to do?" |
| 39627 | O what is the matter? |
| 39627 | O what shall I do,said Robin Hood then,"If the bishop he doth take me? |
| 39627 | O what''s the matter? |
| 39627 | O who are those,the sheriff he said,"Come tripping over the lee?" |
| 39627 | O who is yonder, thou proud fellow, That comes down yonder hill? |
| 39627 | O who is yonder,quoth Little John, 45"That now comes over the lee? |
| 39627 | O who is yonder,the bishop then said, 65"That''s ranging within yonder wood?" |
| 39627 | O wilt thou forsake the pinder his craft, 45 And go to the green- wood with me? 39627 Or know ye by my cherry cheeks, 125 Or by my yellow hair? |
| 39627 | Qwerat xal our marke be? |
| 39627 | Say me now, wyght yonge man, What is now thy name? 39627 Say me, Reynaud Grenelefe, 25 Wolte thou dwell with me? |
| 39627 | Simon, wilt thou be my man? 39627 Stand abacke, stand abacke,"sayd Robin,"Why draw you mee soe neere? |
| 39627 | Stand off, stand off,the young man said, 25"What is your will with me?" |
| 39627 | Stand up again,then said the king, 125"I''ll thee thy pardon give; Stand up, my friend; who can contend, When I give leave to live?" |
| 39627 | Take up thy dogs,said Little John,"Fryer, at my bidding be;""Whose man art thou,"said the curtall fryer,"Comes here to prate with me?" |
| 39627 | Tell us, dear master,said his men,"How with you stands the case?" |
| 39627 | That is well advised,said Robin Hood,"But how must it be sent?" |
| 39627 | We be content,the keepers said,"We be three, and you no less, Then why should we be of you afraid, 35 As we never did transgress?" |
| 39627 | Well, Robin Hood,then says the king, 105"If I could thy pardon get, To serve the king in every thing Wouldst thou thy mind firm set?" |
| 39627 | Wha''s here sae bauld,the youth replied,"Thus to encroach on me?" |
| 39627 | Whan shall my daye be,sayd the knyght,"Syr, and your wyll be?" |
| 39627 | What ails this haste? |
| 39627 | What church have they robbed? |
| 39627 | What doost thou here,sayd the abbot,"But thou haddest brought thy pay?" |
| 39627 | What have they done then? |
| 39627 | What is in thy purse? |
| 39627 | What is in your cofers? |
| 39627 | What is that boon,quoth Robin Hood,"Little John, thou begs of me?" |
| 39627 | What is that news? |
| 39627 | What is the cause,seid Litul John,"Thou sparris the zates so fast?" |
| 39627 | What is the matter? |
| 39627 | What is the somme? |
| 39627 | What is the wager? |
| 39627 | What is thy name, thou fine fellow, 25 I pray thee heartily tell it to mee? |
| 39627 | What is your will, master? |
| 39627 | What is your will, mastèr? |
| 39627 | What news abroad? |
| 39627 | What news, what news, thou old beggar- man? 39627 What news? |
| 39627 | What news? 39627 What news? |
| 39627 | What news? |
| 39627 | What shall we fight for? |
| 39627 | What shalt thou gyve him, Lytel Johan? |
| 39627 | What should I feare? |
| 39627 | What time of day? |
| 39627 | What tradesman art thou? |
| 39627 | What weep you for then? |
| 39627 | What wilt thou bet,said Robin Hood,"Thou seest our game the worse?" |
| 39627 | What wilt thou give me,said Robin Hood, 45"In ready gold or fee, To help thee to thy true love again, And deliver her unto thee?" |
| 39627 | What ys they name,seyde the potter, 45"For pauage thow ask of me?" |
| 39627 | What''s that Robin Hood? |
| 39627 | What''s that to thee, thou proud fellòw? 39627 What''s[ the] price of thy flesh?" |
| 39627 | What, dost thou think, thou proud fellow, That thou canst conquer me? 39627 When is the day?" |
| 39627 | When the schereff saw the kyngus seelle, He did of his hode anon; 255Wher is the munke that bare the letturs?" |
| 39627 | Wher is the munke that these shuld haue browzt? |
| 39627 | Wherat? |
| 39627 | Where be thy friendes? |
| 39627 | Where dost thou dwell, my prettie maide, I prithee tell to mee? |
| 39627 | Where dost thou live? |
| 39627 | Where lies your grief? |
| 39627 | Whether be ye away? |
| 39627 | Which of you can kill a bucke, Or who can kill a doe? 39627 Who hath them slayne?" |
| 39627 | Who is your mayster? |
| 39627 | Whose men are these,said the fryer,"That come so hastily?" |
| 39627 | Whose men are these? |
| 39627 | Why weep you, why weep you? |
| 39627 | Why, what wouldst thou have? |
| 39627 | Why, who art thou,the bishop he said,"Which I have here with me?" |
| 39627 | Why,quoth the king,"what shall I do? |
| 39627 | Will ye gae to my mother''s bower, 25 Stands on yon stately green? 39627 Will you please to sit down, cousin Robin,"she said,"And drink some beer with me?" |
| 39627 | With us, false maiden, come away, And leave that outlawe bolde; Why fledst thou from thy home this day, And left thy father olde? |
| 39627 | Y well prey the, god potter, A felischepe well thow haffe? 39627 [ L200] 200"In what maner,"sayd Robyn,"Hast thou lore thy richès?" |
| 39627 | [ L218]Knowest thow Robyn Hode?" |
| 39627 | ( A guess?) |
| 39627 | 10 Or who can kill a hart of greece Five hundreth foot him fro?" |
| 39627 | 100 Then up and spake him, Brown Robin,"And what needs this?" |
| 39627 | 100"Where are your companions all?" |
| 39627 | 100"Who gives me this maid?" |
| 39627 | 100"Who is your mayster?" |
| 39627 | 110"These men are mine,"said Robin Hood;"Fryer, what is that to thee?" |
| 39627 | 110"Where is your abbay, whan ye are at home, And who is your avowè?" |
| 39627 | 120"How know you that, young man,"she said,"How know you that o''me? |
| 39627 | 140"What is the matter,"quoth Little John,"You sit on th''highway side?" |
| 39627 | 140"What wyll ye gyve more,"said the justyce,"And the knyght shall make a releyse? |
| 39627 | 160"What an if I did?" |
| 39627 | 20 Then out it spak their step- mither, At the stair- foot stood she;"I''m plagued wi''your troublesome noise, What makes your melodie? |
| 39627 | 20 Who, when they arrived, and Robin espy''d, Cry''d"Master, what is your will? |
| 39627 | 20"And whither goest thou, pretty maide? |
| 39627 | 20"O what have they done?" |
| 39627 | 20"O what is the matter?" |
| 39627 | 20"What aileth my love Clementina? |
| 39627 | 20"Why, who are you,"cry''d bold Robìn,"That speak so boldly here?" |
| 39627 | 20"Why, who art thou?" |
| 39627 | 200 And when Robin came in sight of the bower,"Where are my yeomen?" |
| 39627 | 220"Now, and thou lese thy londe,"sayd Robyn,"What shall fall of the?" |
| 39627 | 240 Than bespake hym Robyn Hode, To that knyght so fre,"What nede dryveth the to grene wode? |
| 39627 | 260 Whan thay to thar master cam, Leytell John wold not spar;"Master, how haffe yow far yn Notynggam? |
| 39627 | 295 Haffe ye browt Roben hom?" |
| 39627 | 40 He''s ca''d upon his merry young men, By ane, by twa, and by three,"O what''s come o''my daughter dear, That she''s nae come to me? |
| 39627 | 40"Pedlar, pedlar, what is thy name? |
| 39627 | 40"What is thy name?" |
| 39627 | 40"Where be you, fayre Alyce, my wyfe,[L41] And my chyldren three? |
| 39627 | 50"Ho xal zeue the ferste schote?" |
| 39627 | 50"What is the matter, master,"said Little John,"That you blow so hastily?" |
| 39627 | 60 But what found he in the beggars bag, But three hundred pound and three? |
| 39627 | 60"O wha will be my bouer- woman? |
| 39627 | 60"What hast thou here?" |
| 39627 | 65 I pray you tell me; You myght thus make offycers shent: Good syrs, of whence be ye?" |
| 39627 | 80 But when they met with Little John, He unto them did say,"O master, pray where have you been, You have tarried so long away?" |
| 39627 | 80"Schall y haff yowr forty shillings,"seyde Lytel John,"Or ye, master, schall haffe myne?" |
| 39627 | 80"What be your nam[e]s?" |
| 39627 | And of every handfull that he met He lept ouer fotes thre: 290"What devilkyns draper,"sayd litell Much,"Thynkyst thou to be?" |
| 39627 | And out then spake her White Lilly; 45"My sister, we''ll be gane: Why suld we stay in Barnisdale, To mourn our bour within?" |
| 39627 | And what do these names prove? |
| 39627 | And when he came bold Robin before, Robin askt him courteously, 30"O hast thou any money to spare For my merry men and me?" |
| 39627 | Anone then sayd good Robyn, 85 To that lady fre,"What man hath your lorde itake?" |
| 39627 | Are all these traditions absolute fictions, and is he himself a pure creation of the imagination? |
| 39627 | At last hee spy''d him in a park, Hunting then of the deer;"What knave is that,"quoth Robin Hood, 115"That doth come mee so near?" |
| 39627 | But am not I a jolly fryer? |
| 39627 | Did e''er ye see me in that place A''e foot my ground to flee? |
| 39627 | Fragment of an Interlude(?) |
| 39627 | Gandeleyn lokyd hym est and west Be euery syde;"Hoo hat myn mayster slayin, Ho hat don this dede? |
| 39627 | Her luver looks her in the face, And thus to her said he;"I think your cheeks are pale and wan, 155 Pray, what gaes warst wi''thee? |
| 39627 | How dare you stop my valour''s prize? |
| 39627 | How haffe yow solde yowr war?" |
| 39627 | How sayest thou, frere, wylt thou be my man, To do me the best servyse thou can? |
| 39627 | I trowe, fryer, thou beginnest to dote; Who made the so malapert and so bolde, To come into this forest here, 50 Amonge my falowe dere? |
| 39627 | In what countre were thou born,[L19] And where is thy wonnynge wane? |
| 39627 | Is it not possible that this name reappears again in the"Young Gamwell"of_ Robin Hood and the Stranger_? |
| 39627 | Is not this a holy worde for a frere? |
| 39627 | Is there any of my mery men all That dare be so bolde To make the potter paie passage, Either silver or golde? |
| 39627 | Is there any of my mery men all, That to that frere wyll go, And bryng hym to me forth withall, Whether he wyll or no? |
| 39627 | Johan sayd,"What greveth the? |
| 39627 | John, by me thou settest noe store, And that I farley finde: How offt send I my men beffore, And tarry my selfe behinde? |
| 39627 | Kind gentlemen, will you be patient awhile? |
| 39627 | Let me se, are thy pottes hole and sounde? |
| 39627 | Lyttle John, where art thou? |
| 39627 | Lytyll Johan let it lye full styll, And went to his mayster full lowe: 170"What tydynge, Johan?" |
| 39627 | Might not the ballads under consideration have a basis in the exploits of a real person, living in the forests,_ somewhere_ and at_ some time_? |
| 39627 | O wha will be my bouer- woman, Whan that sad time draws near? |
| 39627 | O whither, fair lady, away?" |
| 39627 | Or by my yellow hair? |
| 39627 | Or by the paps on my breast bane? |
| 39627 | Or do you weep for your maidenhead, That is taken from your body?" |
| 39627 | Or gat ye e''er an angry word, That ye ran awa frae me?" |
| 39627 | Or have they robbèd any virgin, 15 Or with other men''s wives have lain?" |
| 39627 | Or kent ye by my milk- white breast, Ye never yet saw bare?" |
| 39627 | Or tell to me where dost thou fare?" |
| 39627 | Or want ye as muckle o''dear bought luve As your heart can conteen?" |
| 39627 | Or why do you kill the kings ven''son, When your company is so few?" |
| 39627 | Or will ye gae to the gude greenwood, Where ye will not be seen?" |
| 39627 | Or with other mens wives have lain?" |
| 39627 | Rejecting, then, as nugatory every attempt to assign Robin Hood a definite position in history, what view shall we adopt? |
| 39627 | Said Robin Hood,"Lady fair, whither away? |
| 39627 | Shall I be thy true love?" |
| 39627 | Tell me as I do stand; What hast thou to do with my bag and bottle? |
| 39627 | The ussher sayed,"Yemen, what wold ye haue? |
| 39627 | Then out bespake the King again,-- 185"My boy, now tell to me, Who dwells into yon bigly bour, Beneath yon green aik tree?" |
| 39627 | Then some would leape, and some would runne, 5 And some would use artillery;"Which of you can a good bow draw, A good archer for to be? |
| 39627 | There sate a yeoman by his side,"Tell mee, sweet page,"said hee, 30"What is thy businesse and thy cause, So far in the north countrey?" |
| 39627 | Thou lousy frer, what wouldest thou with hym? |
| 39627 | Tune of_ Robin Hood''s last farewel,& c._"This very old(?) |
| 39627 | What gars you mourn sae sair?" |
| 39627 | What life is there like to bold Robin Hood? |
| 39627 | What maids have they forced against their will? |
| 39627 | What news hast thou for me?" |
| 39627 | What news, I do thee pray?" |
| 39627 | What news?" |
| 39627 | What tydynges fro Notyngham? |
| 39627 | When Little John came, to gambols they went, Both gentlemen, yeomen, and clown; And what do you think? |
| 39627 | Why should I pay passage to thee? |
| 39627 | Why, thou horeson, art thou here yet? |
| 39627 | Why, thou lowsy frere, what hast thou done? |
| 39627 | Why, wylt thou fyght a plucke? |
| 39627 | Will you heare a tale of Robin Hood, Will Scarlett, and Little John? |
| 39627 | [ L180] 180"Welcome, my lorde,"sayd his lady;"Syr, lost is all your good?" |
| 39627 | [ L20] 20"Who is there nowe,"sayde the porter,"That maketh all thys knocking? |
| 39627 | [ L24]"God speed, God speed,"said Robin Hood, 25"What countryman? |
| 39627 | [ L25] 25 What herst thou of gode Robyn? |
| 39627 | [ L272]"Is this well tolde?" |
| 39627 | [ L280] 280"But what shall these bowes do?" |
| 39627 | [ L30] 30"And wilt thou forsake thy pinders craft, And go to the greenwood with me? |
| 39627 | [ L310] 310"Potter, what was they pottys worthe To Notynggam that y ledde with me?" |
| 39627 | [ L36] Handys apon he s horse he leyde, And bad the potter stonde foll stell; The potter schorteley to hem seyde,"Felow, what ys they well?" |
| 39627 | [ L78] Leytell John to he s master seyde,"Ho haet the wager won? |
| 39627 | [ L8]"What news?" |
| 39627 | bedene, 77,_ in a company_,_ together_.(?) |
| 39627 | bold Robin he said, 5"What, weep you for gold or fee? |
| 39627 | bydene, 105,_ all together_,_ forthwith_,_ one after the other_.(?) |
| 39627 | chitt, 258,_ worn_? |
| 39627 | chiven, 405,_ craven_? |
| 39627 | dale, been at a,_ in low spirits_? |
| 39627 | frese( said of bows), 82? |
| 39627 | halke, 108,_ hollow_? |
| 39627 | he said,"Or have they ministers slain? |
| 39627 | howt,_ out_; heyt war howte, 23, a corrupt passage? |
| 39627 | lordeyne, art thou wode?" |
| 39627 | pedlar, pedlar, what is in thy pack, Come speedilie and tell to me?" |
| 39627 | quo''he;"Or what can woman do for you, That canna be done by me?" |
| 39627 | quod Arthur- a- Bland,"Art thou such a goodly man? |
| 39627 | quod Robin Hood, 25"Whether is it ye doe goe? |
| 39627 | reading? |
| 39627 | said bold Robin Hood,"What news fain wouldest thou know? |
| 39627 | said he; 30"What dog is a hanging? |
| 39627 | said jolly Robìn,"Or parish- priest have they slain? |
| 39627 | sanchothis, 41? |
| 39627 | sayd Robyn,"And these arowes ifedered fre?" |
| 39627 | says master sherìff,"Whose men are they? |
| 39627 | seal, 396, Gude seal,_ God seal_,_ forbid_? |
| 39627 | sprunks, 378,_ concubines_? |
| 39627 | stage, 8,_ story of the house_? |
| 39627 | stroke, 259,_ stretch_? |
| 39627 | tarpe, 111? |
| 39627 | the beggar said,"May ye not tarry still, Until your money be received? |
| 39627 | then said Little John,"Master, I pray you tell;"Why do you stand with your staff in your hand? |
| 39627 | then said Little John,"Why ring all these bells?" |
| 39627 | then said Robin Hood,"Come, Little John, tell unto me; How hast thou sped with thy beggers trade? |
| 39627 | then said the bishop,"Or for whom do you make this a- do? |
| 39627 | thrumme,_ the extremity of a weaver''s warp_; 40,_ band__ or__ belt_? |
| 39627 | what have ye done? |
| 39627 | what news, thou silly old man? |
| 39627 | what news, thou silly old woman? |
| 39627 | wrist, 258? |
| 37738 | A French lord maun I we d, father? 37738 And quhat wul ze doe wi''zour towirs and zour ha'', Edward, Edward? |
| 37738 | And quhat wul ze leive to zour ain mither deir, Edward, Edward? 37738 And quhatten penance wul ze drie, for that, 25 Edward, Edward? |
| 37738 | And what did she do wi''the fish, My little wee croodlin doo? |
| 37738 | And what did ye do wi''the banes o''t, My bonnie wee croodlin doo? |
| 37738 | And what will ye leave to your sister Ann? |
| 37738 | Are there nae gowdsmiths here in Fife, Can make to you anither knife? 37738 Are ye my father the king?" |
| 37738 | Are ye sleeping, Margaret? |
| 37738 | Auchanachie Gordon, he is but a man, Altho''he be pretty, where lies his free land? 37738 But how came thy sword so bloody, Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | But whaten bluid''s that on your sword, Willie? 37738 But where will I get a pretty little boy, That will win hose and shoon; That will go quickly to Strawberry Castle, And bid my lord come doun?" |
| 37738 | Come riddle my riddle, dear mother,he said, 5"And riddle us both as one; Whether I shall marry with fair Ellinor, And let the brown girl alone?" |
| 37738 | Cruel her sister, was''t for me That to her she was unkind? 37738 Gin ye be Clerk Saunders, my true love, This meikle marvels me: O wherein is your bonny arms 125 That wo nt to embrace me?" |
| 37738 | Have ye brought me any scarlets sae red, Or any of the silks sae fine; Or have ye brought me any precious things, 15 That merchants have for sale? |
| 37738 | How can I turn to my horse head, And learn how to sowm? 37738 How do you like my bed, Musgrave? |
| 37738 | I gied them to my little dog; Mak my bed, mammie, noo,20"And what did your little doggie do, My bonnie wee croodlin doo?" |
| 37738 | I sleep richt aft, I wake richt aft;[L19] What want ye wi''me, son? 37738 If on your death- bed you doe lye, What needs the tale you are tellin? |
| 37738 | If she''s been sick, and like to die, What makes her wear the gold sae high? |
| 37738 | If she''s been sick, and nigh to dead, What makes her wear the ribbon so red? 37738 In the north when breaks the morning, 50 Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | Is not thy hawke upon a perch? 37738 Is that my father Philip, 5 Or is''t my brother John? |
| 37738 | Is there any room at your head, Willy, 45 Or any room at your feet? 37738 Is there ony room at your head, Saunders, 135 Is there ony room at your feet? |
| 37738 | Is there ony room at your head, Saunders? 37738 Is this your bride?" |
| 37738 | It''s I winna gae to the school, brother; 5 Nor will I gae to the ba''? 37738 It''s whether will ye be a rank robber''s wife,_ Eh vow bonnie_, 30 Or will ye die by my wee penknife,"_ On the bonnie banks o''Fordie_? |
| 37738 | It''s whether will ye be a rank robber''s wife,_ Eh vow bonnie_, Or will ye die by my wee penknife,15_ On the bonnie banks o''Fordie_? |
| 37738 | Lord Barnaby''s wife although I be, Yet what is that to thee? 37738 Mak haste, mak haste, ye wicht baron; What keeps ye here sae late? |
| 37738 | My bird Willie, my boy Willie, My dear Willie,he sayd: 20"How can ze strive against the stream? |
| 37738 | Now where is the lady of this hall? |
| 37738 | Now whether are ye the queen hersell,( For so ye weel might be,) 30 Or are ye the Lass of Lochroyan, Seekin''Lord Gregory? |
| 37738 | O Willie has a bonny face, And dear but it is bonny;"But Willie has nae other grace; What wou''d ye do wi''Willie? |
| 37738 | O Willie has a bonny hand, And dear but it is bonny;"He has nae mair for a''his land; 15 What wou''d ye do wi''Willie? |
| 37738 | O art thou blind, Lord Thomas? |
| 37738 | O came you by yon water- side? 37738 O chuse, O chuse, Lady Marg''ret,"he said,"O whether will ye gang or bide?" |
| 37738 | O cou''dna ye gotten dukes, or lords, Intill your ain countrie, That ye drew up wi''an English dog, 55 To bring this shame on me? 37738 O didna I tell ye, auld Ingram, 125 Ere ye socht me to we d, That Lord Wa''yates, your sister''s son, Had been into my bed?" |
| 37738 | O dinna ye mind, love Gregor,she says,"Whan we sat at the wine, How we changed the napkins frae our necks? |
| 37738 | O gin ye be Annie of Lochroyan, As I trust not ye be, 50 What taiken can ye gie that e''er I kept your companie? |
| 37738 | O hae ye gotten anither fair love, For a''the oaths ye sware? 37738 O is it my father, O is it my mother, 5 Or is it my brother John? |
| 37738 | O is my bowers brent, my boy? 37738 O is my father and my mother weel, 25 But and my brothers three? |
| 37738 | O is there any of my towers burnt, Or any of my castles won? 37738 O leuch ye at my men, Wa''yates, Or did ye lauch at me? |
| 37738 | O lie ye there, my sons,he said,"For owsen or for kye? |
| 37738 | O rede, O rede, mither,he says,"A gude rede gie to mee: O sall I tak the nut- browne bride, 15 And let faire Annet bee?" |
| 37738 | O sister, tell me who is the man, That did your body win? 37738 O sleep ye, wake ye, Lillie Flower? |
| 37738 | O sleep ye, wake ye, May Margaret, Or are ye the bower within? |
| 37738 | O sleep ye, wake ye, mither? |
| 37738 | O thy hawk''s blude was ne''er sae red, 65 Nor e''er sae dear to me: O what blude''s this upon your dirk? 37738 O thy hound''s blude was ne''er sae red, Nor e''er sae dear to me: 60 O what blude''s this upon your hand? |
| 37738 | O thy steed''s blude was ne''er sae red, Nor e''er sae dear to me: O what blude''s this upon your cheek? 37738 O wha is that at my bower door, 15 Sae weel my name does ken?" |
| 37738 | O wha is this at my bower door, 45 That calls me by my name? |
| 37738 | O wha will guide your horse, Janet? 37738 O wha will kame my yellow hair, 5 With a new- made silver kame? |
| 37738 | O wha will put on the pat,they said,"Or wha will put on the pan, Or wha will put on a bauld, bauld fire, To burn Lady Marjorie in?" |
| 37738 | O wha will shoe my bonny foot? 37738 O wha will shoe my fair foot, And wha will glove my han''? |
| 37738 | O wha will shoe my foot, my foot? 37738 O whae has done the wrang, sister, 65 Or dared the deadly sin? |
| 37738 | O whare are ye going, Lord Lovel, 5 My dearest tell to me? |
| 37738 | O whare got ye that water, Annie, That washes you sae white? |
| 37738 | O whare hae ye been a''day, Lord Donald, my son? 37738 O whare is a''my merry young men, 65 Wham I gi''e meat and fee, To pu''the bracken and the thorn, To burn this vile whore wi''?" |
| 37738 | O whare will I get a bonny boy, To help me in my need, 70 To rin wi''haste to Lord William, And bid him come wi''speed? |
| 37738 | O what care I for James or George, Or yet for bonny Peter? 37738 O what gat ye at your grandmother''s, 5 My little wee croodlin doo?" |
| 37738 | O what needs I toil day and night, My fair body to spill, When I ha''e knichts at my command, And ladies at my will? |
| 37738 | O what will you leave to your father dear? |
| 37738 | O whaten a death will ye die, Willie? 37738 O whaur did she catch the fishie, My bonnie wee croodlin doo?" |
| 37738 | O whaur hae ye been a''the day, My little wee croodlin doo? |
| 37738 | O when will ye come hame again? 37738 O where hae ye been Lord Randal, my son? |
| 37738 | O whether have you left with me Your bracelet or your glove? 37738 O will we Bondsey head, sister? |
| 37738 | O will ye be called a robber''s wife? 37738 O will ye gae to the school, brother? |
| 37738 | O will ye gang to the cards, Meggie? 37738 O will ye to the cards, Margaret, Or to the table to dine? |
| 37738 | O will you father your bairn on me, And on no other man? 37738 Or wha will kemb my yellow hair 5 Wi''a new- made silver kemb? |
| 37738 | Quhair sall I get a bonny boy, That will win hose and shoen; That will gae to Lord Barnard''s ha'', And bid his lady cum? 37738 Quhy dois zour brand sae drop w''bluid, Edward, Edward? |
| 37738 | Say whence com''st thou, say whence com''st thou, Merry son of mine? |
| 37738 | Sheep will die in cots, mither, And owsen die in byre; 50 And what''s this warld''s wealth to me, An I get na my heart''s desire? 37738 So long where hast thou tarried, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | So long where hast thou tarried, Young man of Rosengord? |
| 37738 | The ballad of_ The Douglas Tragedy_,says Scott,"is one of the few(?) |
| 37738 | There is twa maidens in a bower; 25 Which o''them sall I bring hame? 37738 Wha will saddle my steed,"she says,"And gar my bridle ring? |
| 37738 | Whan will ye come hame again, Willie? 37738 Whare gat ye the fishes, Lord Donald, my son? |
| 37738 | Whare will I get a bonny boy, That wad fain win hose and shoon, That will rin to fair Annie''s bower, 55 Wi''the lei light o''the moon? 37738 Whare will I get a bonny boy, Wad fain win hose and shoon, That wad rin on to my Wa''yates, 35 And quickly come again?" |
| 37738 | What about did the plea begin? 37738 What aileth thee now, dear Johnstone? |
| 37738 | What bluid''s that on thy coat lap? 37738 What colour were his hawks?" |
| 37738 | What death dost thou desire to die? 37738 What did ye get for your supper, Lord Donald, my son? |
| 37738 | What dule disturb''d my dochter''s sleep? 37738 What gave she thee to eat, Henry, my dearest son?" |
| 37738 | What hast done there, what hast done there, 5 Merry son of mine? |
| 37738 | What like were your fishes, Lord Donald, my son? 37738 What needs ye lang for day, And wish that ye were away? |
| 37738 | What news, what news, ye bonny boy? 37738 What three things are these, sweet William,"she says,"That lye close at your feet?" |
| 37738 | What wad ye hae for your supper, Lord Donald, my son? 37738 What will ye leave to your brither, Lord Donald, my son? |
| 37738 | What will ye leave to your brother John? |
| 37738 | What will ye leave to your father, Lord Donald my son? 37738 What will ye leave to your sister Grace?" |
| 37738 | What will ye leave to your sister, Lord Donald, my son? 37738 What will ye leave to your true- love, Lord Donald, my son? |
| 37738 | What will ye say to your father dear, When ye gae hame at e''en? |
| 37738 | What will you leave to your brother John? |
| 37738 | What will you leave to your mother dear? |
| 37738 | What will you leave to your sister Ann? |
| 37738 | What will you leave to your sister Grace? |
| 37738 | What wilt thou leave to thy mother dear? 37738 What wilt thou leave to thy poor wife? |
| 37738 | What would you give to your Father dear? |
| 37738 | What would you give to your Mother dear? |
| 37738 | What would you give to your brother John''s wife? |
| 37738 | What would you give to your brother John? |
| 37738 | What would you give to your sister Anne? |
| 37738 | What''s paler than the prymrose wan? 37738 What''s thy brother''s name? |
| 37738 | When shall feathers sink to the bottom, Merry son of mine? |
| 37738 | When shall stones dance on the water, Merry son of mine? |
| 37738 | When will you marry me, William, And make me your wedded wife? 37738 When wilt thou come, and I''ll attend? |
| 37738 | Where hast thou been away so long, Henry, my dearest son? |
| 37738 | Where will I find a boy so kind, That''ll carry a letter canny, Who will run on to Tiftie''s town, 75 Give it to my love Annie? |
| 37738 | Where will I get a bonny boy, Will win gold to his fee, Will run unto Childe Vyet''s ha'', With this letter from me? |
| 37738 | Whither wilt thou now betake thee, Merry son of mine? |
| 37738 | Why thus clay- bedaubed thy jacket, Merry son of mine? |
| 37738 | Will ye be called a robber''s wife? 37738 Will ye be called a robber''s wife? |
| 37738 | Will ye gie us our loves, father, For gold, or yet for fee? 37738 Will you marry the southland lord, A queen o''fair England to be? |
| 37738 | Ye''re welcome, ye''re welcome, my ain gude lord, 5 Ye''re welcome hame to me; But where- away are my twa sons? 37738 [ L112] Then out it speaks the bride hersell, And a sorry heart had she;"Is there nae ane amang you a''115 Will dance this dance for me?" |
| 37738 | [ L8]Oh dimì ti, Monfrenna, Cosa ch''a''t na voi fa''? |
| 37738 | & c. 10"And how many pieces cut she thee, Henry my dearest son?" |
| 37738 | & c. 30"What wishest thou for thy true- love, Henry, my dearest son?" |
| 37738 | & c."And what befell the dark- brown dog, Henry, my dearest son?" |
| 37738 | & c."What wishest thou for thy father, Henry, my dearest son?" |
| 37738 | & c."What wishest thou for thy mother, Henry, my dearest son?" |
| 37738 | & c."Where left she then the third piece, 15 Henry, my dearest son?" |
| 37738 | -- Out spak Annet''s mother dear, An''she spak a word o''pride; Says,"Whare is a''our bride''s maidens, They''re no busking the bride?" |
| 37738 | -- Out then spak her eldest brother, 45"O how shall we her ken?" |
| 37738 | -- Then saft she smiled, and said to him,"O what ill hae I done?" |
| 37738 | -- Then they''ve ta''en up the comely corpse, And laid it on the ground: 50"O wha has killed our ae sister, And how can he be found? |
| 37738 | --"And if I were thine, and in thy propine, O what wad ye do to me?" |
| 37738 | --"Hae ye brought me onie fine things, Onie new thing for to wear? |
| 37738 | --"O dinna ye mind, Lord Gregory, As we sat at the wine, We changed the rings frae our fingers? |
| 37738 | --"O see na thou yon bonny bower, It''s a''cover''d o''er wi''tin? |
| 37738 | --"Sall we young Benjie head, sister, Sall we young Benjie hang, Or sall we pike out his twa gray een, 75 And punish him ere he gang?" |
| 37738 | --"What became of your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son? |
| 37738 | --"What gat ye to your dinner, Lord Randal, my son? |
| 37738 | --"Where gat ye your dinner, Lord Randal, my son? |
| 37738 | 10"O who is this at my bower door, Sae well that knows my name?" |
| 37738 | 10"Why is thy foot so bloody, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 100"How can I live, how shall I live? |
| 37738 | 100"What will ye leave to your brother John''s wife?" |
| 37738 | 110 O ben than cam now Sweet Willie, Saying,"Bride, will ye dance wi''me?" |
| 37738 | 120"What aileth thee, my lady dear? |
| 37738 | 15"Why is thy sword so bloody, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 20 And he has till his brother gane:"Now, brother, rede ye mee; A'', sall I marrie the nut- browne bride, And let fair Annet bee?" |
| 37738 | 20 Her mother call''d her to the door:"Come here to me, my Annie; Did you ever see a prettier man Than this Trumpeter of Fyvie?" |
| 37738 | 20"And have you asked of my brother John? |
| 37738 | 20"Are you awake, sweet William?" |
| 37738 | 20"Lady Marjorie, Lady Marjorie, For faith and charitie, Will ye gie to me my faith and troth, That I gave once to thee?" |
| 37738 | 20"O do n''t I give you meat,"he says,"And do n''t I pay you fee? |
| 37738 | 20"Whare hae ye been a''night, Willie? |
| 37738 | 20"What news, what news, Lord Thomas?" |
| 37738 | 20"Where leav''st thou thy gray- haired father, Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | 20"Whither wilt thou betake thee, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 20_ With_,& c. What did he doe with her eyes so bright? |
| 37738 | 25 What will ye leave to your father, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | 25"What frightfu''sight is that, my love? |
| 37738 | 25"What will become of thy wedded wife, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 25"Where leav''st thou thy gray- haired mother, Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | 30 And who is the wretch, tell me, likewise, That threw you in the lin?" |
| 37738 | 30 What death dost thou desire to die? |
| 37738 | 30"As I came thro''the woods this night, The wolf maist worried me; O shou''d I slain the wolf, Maisry? |
| 37738 | 30"O tell us, tell us, May Margaret, And dinna to us len, O wha is aught yon noble steed, That stands your stable in? |
| 37738 | 30"What will become of thy children small, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 30"Where leav''st thou thy wife so youthful, Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | 35"When comest thou back again, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 35"Where leav''st thou thy son so youthful, Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | 40 Or what is it that ye lie for, Sae sair bound as ye lie?" |
| 37738 | 40 Then up bespak her eldest brother,"O see na ye what I see?" |
| 37738 | 40"And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife, Edward, Edward? |
| 37738 | 40"And when will the swan be black as night, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 40"O mith I tell you, Gib, my man, Gin I a man had slain?" |
| 37738 | 40"O tell us, tell us, May Margaret, And dinna to us len, O wha is aught yon noble hawk, That stands your kitchen in?" |
| 37738 | 40"O wha is aucht that bairn,"he says,[L41]"That ye sae big are wi''? |
| 37738 | 40"O whare was ye gotten, and where was ye clecked, My bonny birdie, tell me?" |
| 37738 | 40"O what''s become o''my house cock Sae crouse at ane did craw? |
| 37738 | 40"What three things are these, sweet William,"she says,"That stand here at your head?" |
| 37738 | 40"What wilt thou leave to thy auld son? |
| 37738 | 40"Where leav''st thou thy youthful daughter, Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | 45 Is there ony room at your feet? |
| 37738 | 45"And when will the raven be white as snow, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 45"Home when com''st thou back from roaming, Merry son of mine?" |
| 37738 | 5 What wad ye hae for your supper, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | 5 Where gat ye your dinner, my handsome young man?" |
| 37738 | 5"What hast thou done in the stable, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 50 And quhat wul ze leive to zour ain mither deir? |
| 37738 | 50 Her mither raise out o''her bed, And ca''d on baith her women:"What ails ye, Annie, my dochter dear? |
| 37738 | 50 Then he''s gane to the michty Mayor, And he spak courteouslie:"Will ye grant my twa sons''lives, Either for gold or fee? |
| 37738 | 50 Where is the man amo''them a'', That shou''d gie me fair wedding?" |
| 37738 | 50"And when will fly the grey rocks, Young man of Rosengord?" |
| 37738 | 50"O tell us, tell us, May Margaret, And dinna to us len, O wha is that, May Margaret, You and the wa''between?" |
| 37738 | 50**************"O are my ladie''s fauldis brunt, Or are her towers won? |
| 37738 | 60 Then up the stair his trumpeter He called soon and shortly:"Pray tell me soon, what''s this you''ve done To Tiftie''s bonny Annie?" |
| 37738 | 60"O sister, sister, what have I done,_ Eh vow bonnie_? |
| 37738 | 60"Well may you sit and see, Lady, Well may you sit and say; Did you not see a bloody squire Come riding by this way?" |
| 37738 | 60"What''s become o''your maries, Maisry, Your bower it looks sae teem? |
| 37738 | 65 And how like ye my sheets? |
| 37738 | 65 And wha will glove my hand? |
| 37738 | 65 Thy steed eats oats and hay, And thou[ a] fair lady in thine armes,-- And wouldst thou bee away?" |
| 37738 | 65 What''s redder than the rose? |
| 37738 | 70 Or are you returned back againe To know more of my love?" |
| 37738 | 70"O what will ye say to your father? |
| 37738 | 80"And has na thou mind, Lord Gregory, As we sat on the hill, Thou twin''d me o''my maidenheid Right sair against my will? |
| 37738 | 80"O what will you leave to your father dear?" |
| 37738 | 80"What will you leave to your mother dear?" |
| 37738 | 90 Are there nae sheath- makers in the land, Can make a sheath to Leesome Brand?" |
| 37738 | 90"Is na your horse in my stable, Eating good corn and hay? |
| 37738 | 90"O is my biggins broken, boy? |
| 37738 | A French lord maun I we d? |
| 37738 | A frightfu''sight to see; What bluid is this on your sharp brand, O may ye not tell me, my dear? |
| 37738 | And also of my sister Anne?" |
| 37738 | And he has till his sister gane:"Now sister, rede ye mee; O sall I marrie the nut- browne bride, 35 And set fair Annet free?" |
| 37738 | And he''s awa''to his true love''s bower, 35 He''s tirled at the pin:"Whar hae ye been, my dear Johnstone, Sae late a coming in?" |
| 37738 | And how like ye my fair lady, Lies in your arms and sleeps? |
| 37738 | And isna yoursel in my arms twa; 95 Then how can ye lang for day?" |
| 37738 | And quhat wul ze doe wi''zour towirs and zour ha'', 35 That were sae fair to see O?" |
| 37738 | And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife, Quhan ze gang ovir the sea O?" |
| 37738 | And quhatten penance will ze drie for that? |
| 37738 | And sayes,"dost thou know Child Maurice head, 105 Iff that thou dost it see? |
| 37738 | And wha will father my young son, Till Lord Gregory come hame?" |
| 37738 | And wha will glove my hand? |
| 37738 | And wha will ha''e me to gude church- door, This day I''m ill abound?" |
| 37738 | And wha will lace my middle jimp Wi''a lang, lang linen band? |
| 37738 | And wha will lace my middle jimp Wi''a new- made London ban''? |
| 37738 | And wha will prin my sma''middle, Wi''the short prin and the lang?" |
| 37738 | At the same time, the Lord came in; He said,"What ails thee, Annie?" |
| 37738 | But he''s awa''to his sister''s bower, He''s tirled at the pin:"Whare hae ye been, my dear brither, Sae late a coming in?" |
| 37738 | But up and stands the nut- brown bride, Just at her father''s knee;"O wha is this, my father dear, That blinks in Willie''s e''e?" |
| 37738 | Gil Morice sate in gude grene wode, 105 He whistled and he sang:"O what mean a''the folk coming? |
| 37738 | Hast thou not got my father''s gold, 95 Bot and my mither''s fee? |
| 37738 | He lifted up the coverlett, He lifted up the sheet;"How now, how now, thou little Musgrave, 75 Doest thou find my lady sweet?" |
| 37738 | He sayes,"how now, how now, Childe Maurice, Alacke how may this bee?" |
| 37738 | He''s ta''en her in his arms twa, And ha''ed her up the stair; 130 Then up it came her jolly bridegroom, Says,"What''s your business there?" |
| 37738 | His brither stood upo''the bank, Says,"Fye, man, will ye drown? |
| 37738 | How dare you stop my errand?" |
| 37738 | Is na your hawk on my perch tree, Just perching for his prey? |
| 37738 | Is na your hounds in my cellar 85 Eating white meal and gray?" |
| 37738 | Is there ony room at your twa sides, For a lady to lie and sleep?" |
| 37738 | Janet''s awa''to her father, 5 As fast as she could hie;"O what''s your will wi''me, father? |
| 37738 | Lang stood she at her true love''s door, And lang tirl''d at the pin; At length up gat his fause mother, 35 Says,"Wha''s that wad be in?" |
| 37738 | Likewise of her who did me bear? |
| 37738 | O Annie, was ye dreamin''? |
| 37738 | O ben than cam the auld French lord, Saying,"Bride, will ye dance with me?" |
| 37738 | O did you ever hear of the brave Earl Brand? |
| 37738 | O dost thou not see my own heart''s blood Run trickling down my knee?" |
| 37738 | O have I done this ill to thee,_ On the bonnie banks o''Fordie_? |
| 37738 | O may ye not tell me?" |
| 37738 | O wha will guide him best?" |
| 37738 | O whare hae ye been a''day, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | O what''s your will wi''me?" |
| 37738 | O when he came to Lord Barnard''s castel, 25 He tinkled at the ring; Who was as ready as Lord Barnard[L27] himself To let this little boy in? |
| 37738 | O where hae ye been, my handsome young man?" |
| 37738 | O, Annie, winna ye bide?" |
| 37738 | Or any room at your side, Willy, Wherein that I may creep?" |
| 37738 | Or are ye my true love, sweet William, From England newly come?" |
| 37738 | Or are you a rank robber, Come in my bower to break?" |
| 37738 | Or came you by yon meadow green? |
| 37738 | Or hae ye brought me a braid o''lace, 15 To snood up my gowden hair?" |
| 37738 | Or has the lady that I lo''e best Brought me a daughter or son?" |
| 37738 | Or is Lady Marjorie brought to bed, 45 Of a daughter or a son?" |
| 37738 | Or is it sweet William, my ain true love, To Scotland new come home?" |
| 37738 | Or is my Maisery lichter yet O''a dear dochter or son?" |
| 37738 | Or is my castle won? |
| 37738 | Or is my lady lighter yet, O''a dear daughter or son?" |
| 37738 | Or is my towers won? |
| 37738 | Or is''t my true love Willy, From Scotland new come home?" |
| 37738 | Or leuch ye at the bierdly bride, That''s gaun to marry me?" |
| 37738 | Or ony room at your side, Saunders, Where fain, fain, I wad sleep?" |
| 37738 | Or saw you my sweet Willy?" |
| 37738 | Or shou''d the wolf slain me, my dear? |
| 37738 | Or shou''d the wolf slain me?" |
| 37738 | Or wha''ll be father to my young bairn, Till love Gregor come hame?" |
| 37738 | Or will we Bondsey hang? |
| 37738 | Or will we set him at our bow end, Lat arrows at him gang?" |
| 37738 | Or will ye be sae gude a man, 55 As grant them baith to me?" |
| 37738 | Or will ye be stickit wi''my bloody knife? |
| 37738 | Or will ye be stickit wi''my bloody knife? |
| 37738 | Or will ye be stickit wi''my bloody knife? |
| 37738 | Or will ye gae to the ba''? |
| 37738 | Or will ye gae to the wood a- warslin, To see whilk o''s maun fa''?" |
| 37738 | Or will ye gang wi''me? |
| 37738 | Or will ye ha''e a bower woman, 15 To stay ere it be day?" |
| 37738 | Or will ye take our own sweet lives, And let our true loves be?" |
| 37738 | Or will you mourn for sweet Willie, The morn upon yon lea?" |
| 37738 | Out an''spak the bride''s maidens, 65 They spak a word o''pride; Says,"Whare is a''the fine cleiding? |
| 37738 | Page 184, line 50: deleted erroneous closing quotation mark( Says,"What means a''this mourning?) |
| 37738 | Page 352, line 42: added closing quotation mark("Where leav''st thou thy youthful daughter,/ Merry son of mine?") |
| 37738 | Pou''d you the rose or lilly? |
| 37738 | Quhy dois zour brand sae drop wi''bluid, And quhy sae sad gang zee O?" |
| 37738 | Qy.? |
| 37738 | Says,"Will ye be a rank robber''s wife, 45_ Eh vow bonnie_, Or will ye die by my wee penknife,"_ On the bonnie banks o''Fordie_? |
| 37738 | The eldest said to the youngest ane,_ Binnorie, O Binnorie_;"Will ye go and see our father''s ships come in?" |
| 37738 | The first o''them was clad in red, 5_ Fine flowers i''the valley_;"O lady, will ye be my bride?" |
| 37738 | The second o''them was clad in green,_ Fine flowers i''the valley_; 10"O lady, will ye be my queen?" |
| 37738 | The third o''them was clad in yellow,_ Fine flowers i''the valley_;"O lady, will ye be my marrow?" |
| 37738 | Then out it speaks him Hynde Henry:"Come here, Janet, to me; 80 Will ye gie me my faith and troth, And love, as I gae thee?" |
| 37738 | Then out it speaks him gay William:"Come here, sweet Marjorie; Will ye gie me my faith and troth, And love, as I gae thee?" |
| 37738 | Then out it speaks the bride hersell, Says,"What means a''this mourning? |
| 37738 | Thinks thou still fit thus for to treat Thy captive cruelly? |
| 37738 | Up than spak the nut- browne bride, She spak wi''meikle spite; 90"And whair gat ye that rose- water, That does mak yee sae white?" |
| 37738 | Up then spake the king himself, In the chamber where he lay: 70"O what ails the pretty parrot, That prattles so long ere day?" |
| 37738 | Up then spake the pretty parrot, In the bonnie cage where it lay:"O what hae ye done with the false Sir John, That he behind you does stay? |
| 37738 | Up then spake the pretty parrot:"May Colvin, where have you been? |
| 37738 | Whae was sae stout, and fear''d nae dout, As thraw ye o''er the linn?" |
| 37738 | Whare gat ye the fishes, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | What aileth thee at me? |
| 37738 | What became of your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?" |
| 37738 | What bluid''s that on thy coat lap? |
| 37738 | What colour was the gallant steed That bore him from the bounds?" |
| 37738 | What did ye get for your supper, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | What gat ye to your dinner, my handsome young man?" |
| 37738 | What has become of false Sir John, 55 That wooed you so late yestreen?" |
| 37738 | What like were your fishes, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | What news hae ye to me? |
| 37738 | What will ye leave to your brither, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | What will ye leave to your sister, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | What will ye leave to your true- love, my jollie young man?" |
| 37738 | What''s become o''your green claithing? |
| 37738 | What''s fairer than the lilye flower On this wee know that grows?" |
| 37738 | When he cam to the lady''s bower, He chappit at the chin; 100"O, wha is that at my bower door, That opens na and comes in?" |
| 37738 | When he sat in his father''s chair, He grew baith pale and wan:"O what blude''s that upon your brow? |
| 37738 | Young Johnstone, do not you see The red, red drops o''my bonny heart''s blood Rin trinkling down my knee? |
| 37738 | [ L114]"O are ye a man of mean,"she says, 115"Seekin ony o''my meat? |
| 37738 | [ L64]"O wha is this,"says that lady, 65"That opens nae and comes in?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 10"What didst thou do with the fish- bones, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 15"What wish leav''st thou thy father, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 20"What wish leav''st thou thy mother, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 25"What wish leav''st thou thy brother, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 30"What wish leav''st thou thy sister, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 35"What wish leav''st thou thy step- mother, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 40"What wish leav''st thou thy old nurse, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ For ah, ah!--I am so ill-- ah!_ 5"What gave she thee for dinner, Little daughter dear?" |
| 37738 | _ With_,& c. What did he do with her veynes so blewe? |
| 37738 | _ With_,& c. What did he doe with her brest bone? |
| 37738 | _ With_,& c. What did he doe with her fingers so small? |
| 37738 | _ With_,& c. What did he doe with her nose- ridge? |
| 37738 | _ With_,& c. What did he doe with her tongue soe rough? |
| 37738 | _ With_,& c. What did he doe with her two shinnes? |
| 37738 | _ who is it owns that child?_ ava,_ of all_. |
| 37738 | a corruption? |
| 37738 | aucht,_ owns_; wha is aucht that bairn? |
| 37738 | bidene,_ in a company_,_ forthwith_(?) |
| 37738 | brent,_ burnt_; 308, v. 31,_ straight_? |
| 37738 | bridesteel,( Buchan,) 183,_ bridal_? |
| 37738 | dapperby, 189,_ dapper_? |
| 37738 | dight, 253,_ skilfully_,_ readily_? |
| 37738 | fitches, 329,_ flitches_? |
| 37738 | gravat,_ cravat_? |
| 37738 | he loudly cry''d, 45"What is it that I have done? |
| 37738 | he says, 5"Or are ye waking presentlie? |
| 37738 | he says,"Or are ye the bower within?" |
| 37738 | my father and mother dear, Why so cruel to your Annie? |
| 37738 | renown,[ Buchan,] 169,_ haughtiness_? |
| 37738 | rigland shire, 331? |
| 37738 | she said, 65"Or canst thou not very well see? |
| 37738 | she said,"What news hast thou brought unto me?" |
| 37738 | she says, 5"Or are ye my brither John? |
| 37738 | she says, 65"What colour were his hounds? |
| 37738 | shee said,[L21]"Or, sweet William, are you asleep? |
| 37738 | thorn''d, 335,_ eaten_? |