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

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THE SIMPLE PLOUGHBOY
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Then she went o'er hill and plain, And she walked in wind and rain,
Till she came to the brink of the blue sea, Saying, ' I am forced to rove, For the loss of my true love,
Who is but a simple Ploughboy from the lea.'
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Now the first she did behold, O it was a sailor bold,
' Have you seen my simple Ploughboy ?' then said she. ' They have press'd him to the fleet, Sent him tossing on the deep,
Who is but a simple Ploughboy from the lea.'
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Then she went to the Captain, And to him she made complain,
' O a silly Ploughboy's run away from me!' Then the Captain smiled and said, ' Why Sir ! surely you're a maid !
So the Ploughboy I will render up to thee.'
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Then she pulled out a store,
Of five hundred crowns and more,
And she strew'd them on the deck, did she. Then she took him by the hand, And she row'd him to the land.
Where she wed the simple Ploughboy back from sea.
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