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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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3-                  Sir Cawline
i
JESUS, Lord mickle of might, That dyed for us on roode, So maintaine us in all our right That loves true English blood!
II Sir Cawline [was an English knight]
Curteous and full hardye ; [And our King has lent him] forth to fight,
Into Ireland over the sea,
in And in that land there dwells a King,
Over all the bell does beare; And he hath a ladye to his daughter,
Of fashion she hath no peere; Knights and lordes they woo'd her both,
Trusted to have been her feere.
IV
Sir Cawline loves her best of onie,
But nothing durst he say To discreeve his councell to no man,
But dearlye loved this may.
v
Till it befell upon a day,
Great dill to him was dight ; The mayden's love removed his mind,
To care-bed went the knight.
fashion] form, beauty        feere] mate, consort.        discreeve]
discover. may] maid. dill] dole, grief. dight] ordained. care-bed] sick-bed.
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