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EELINTON. |
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They hadna ridden in the bonnie green-wood,
Na not a mile but barely ane, "When there came fifteen o' the boldest knights,
That ever bare flesh, blood, or bane. w
The foremost was an aged knight, He wore the grey hair on his chin :
Says, " Yield to me thy lady bright, An' thou shalt walk the woods within."
" For me to yield my lady bright «
To such an aged knight as thee, People wad think I war gane mad,
Or a' the courage flown frae me."
But up then spake the second knight,
I wat he spake right boustouslie: w
" Yield me thy life, or thy lady bright, Or here the tane of us shall die."
" My lady is my warld's meed ;
My life I winna yield to nane ; But if ye be men of your manhead, 55
Ye'll only fight me ane by ane."
He lighted aff his milk-white steed, An' gae his lady him by the head,
Say'n, " See ye dinna change your cheer, Untill ye see my body bleed." to
53, Should we not read warld's mate ? |
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