Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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Says, " There is not a lady fair,
In bower wherever she be, But I could aye her favour win,
With one blink of my e'e."
Then out it spak him Wise William,                    u
And a rash word spak he : Says, " I have a sister of my own,
In bower wherever she be, And ye will not her favour win,
With three blinks of your e'e."                          a>
" What will you wager, Wise William ?
My lands I'll wad with thee :" " I'll wad my head against your land,
Till I get more monie."
Then Reedisdale took Wise William,                    as
Laid him in prison Strang; That he might neither gang nor ride,
Nor no word to her send.
But he has written a braid letter,
Between the night and day,                               »
And sent it to his own sister,
By dun feather and gray.
When she had read Wise William's letter,
She smiled and she leuch : Said, " Very weel, my dear brother,                      as
Of this I have eneuch."

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