Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 1 of 8 from 1860 edition

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that their blended radiance cast no more than a pleas­ing lustre, and excited no more than agreeable sensa­tions in the eyes of Child Rowland.
The furniture of the hall was suitable to its architec­ture ; and at the farther end, under a splendid canopy, seated on a gorgeous sofa of velvet, silk, and gold, and " kembing her yellow hair wi' a silver kemb,"
" There was his sister burd Ellen ;                         25
She stood up him before." Says,
" ' God rue on thee, poor luckless fode ! ■ What has thou to do here ?
" 'And hear ye this, my youngest brither,
Why badena ye at hame ?                                ao
Had ye a hunder and thousand lives, Ye canna brook ane o' them.
" And sit thou down; and wae, O wae That ever thou was born; For come the King o' Elfland in,                         35
Thy leccam is forlorn !' "
A long conversation then takes place ; Child Row­land tells her the news [of merry Carlisle,] and of his own expedition ; and concludes with the observation, that, after this long and fatiguing journey to the castle of the king of Elfland, he is very hungry.
Burd Ellen looked wistfully and mournfully at him, and shook her head, but said nothing. Acting under the influence of a magic which she could not resist, she arose, and brought him a golden bowl full of bread and milk, which she presented to him with the same timid, tender, and anxious expression of solicitude.