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

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ROSE THE RED AND WHITE LILY
v ' O Rose the Red, ye sing too loud,
White Lilly, your voice is Strang: But gin I live and bruik my life,
I'll gar ye change your sang.'
VI
She 's call'd her son, Brown Robin,
' Come hither, my son, to me ; It fears me sair, my eldest son,
That ye maun sail the sea.'
VII
' Gin it fear you sair, my mither dear,
Your bidding I maun dee ; But be never warse to Rose the Red
Than ye ha' been to me.'
VIII
' O haud your tongue, my eldest son,
For sma' sail be her part j You'll ne'er get kiss or her comely mouth,
Tho' you sh'uld break your heart.'
IX
She's call'd her son, Bold Arthur:
' Come hither, my son, to me; It fears me sair, my youngest son,
That ye maun sail the sea.'
x
' Gin it fear you sair, my mither dear,
Your bidding I maun dee ; But be never warse to White Lilly
Than ye ha' been to me.'
bruik] brook enjoy.
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