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

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ADAM BELL,
LXXXII
Wyllyam sayde to hys brethren two,
' Thys daye let us lyve and die, If e'er you have nede, as I have now,
The same you shall finde by me.'
LXXXIII
They shot so well in that tyde
(Theyr stringes were of silke ful sure)
That they kept the stretes on every side ; That batayle did long endure.
LXXXIV
They fought together as brethren true,
Lyke hardy men and bolde, Many a man to the ground they threw,
And many a herte made colde.
LXXXV
But when their arrowes were all gon,
Men presyd to them full fast, They drew theyr swordes then anone,
And theyr bowes from them cast.
LXXXVI
They went lyghtlye on theyr way, Wyth swordes and bucklers round ;
By that it was mydd of the day, They had made many a wound.
Lxxxvir There was many an out-horne in Carleile blowen,
And the belles backwarde dyd ryng; Many a woman sayde, Alas i
And many theyr handes dyd wryng.
out-horne] a horn blown to call citizens to help the law. 482
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