Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 2 of 8 from 1860 edition

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And mony a sich atween hands I wat the lady gae.
Says, " Whan day is dawen, and cocks hae crawen,
And wappit their wings sae wide,              30
It's ye may come to my bower door,
And streek you by my aide.
But look that ye tell na Gib your man,
For naething that ye dee; For, an ye tell him, Gib your man,              &s
He'll beguile baith you and me."
He's taen his harp fntill his hand ;
He harpit and he sang ; And he is hame to Gib his man,
As fast as he could gang.                             #>
" O mith I tell you, Gib, my man,
Gin I a man had slain ? " " O that ye micht^my gude master,
Altho' ye had slain ten."
25-28. The following stanza oecnrs in one of the editor's copies of Tht Gay Gosshawh:
" 0 first he sang a merry song,
And then he sang a grave; And then he pecked his feathers gray,
To her the letter gave."                                J.

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