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THE ELF-KING'S DAUGHTER. 299 |
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Sir Oluf the hend has ridden sae wide, All unto his bridal feast to bid.
And lightly the elves, sae feat and free, They dance all under the greenwood tree I
And there danced four, and there danced five; 5 The Elf-King's daughter she reekit bilive.
Her hand to Sir Oluf sae fair and free : " O welcome, Sir Oluf, come dance wi' me !
" O welcome, Sir Oluf 1 now lat thy love gae, And tread wi' me in the dance sae gay." w
" To dance wi' thee ne dare I, ne may; The morn it is my bridal day."
" O come, Sir Oluf, and dance wi' me; Twa buckskin boots I'll give to thee;
" Twa buckskin boots, that sit sae fair, is
Wi' gilded spurs sae rich and rare.
" And hear ye, Sir Oluf! come dance wi' me; And a silken sark I'll give to thee;
" A silken sark sae white and fine, That my mother bleached in the moonshine." a> |
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