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FAIR FLOWER OF NORTHUMBERLAND
XIII
She 's led him down to her father's stable, Follow, my love, come over the strand—
And she 's stolen two steeds both wight and able, To carry them on to faire Scotland.
XIV
They rode till they came to a water clear, Follow, my love, come over the strand—
' Good Sir, how should I follow you here, And I the faire flower of Northumberland ?
xv
' The water is rough and wonderful steepe, Follow, my love, come over the strand—
And on my saddle I shall not keepe,
And I the faire flower of Northumberland.'—
XVI
i Fear not the ford, faire lady,' quoth he, Follow, my love, come over the strand—
' For long I cannot stay for thee,
And thou the faire flower of Northumberland.'
XVII
From top to toe all wet was she:
Fo.'loiv, my love, come over the strand—
' This have I done for love of thee,
And I the faire flower of Northumberland.'
XVIII
They rode till they came to a Scottish moss, Follow, my love, come over the strand—
He bade her light off from her father's horse, Says, ' Go, get you back to Northumberland.
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