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YOUNG BEARWELL. |
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They wooed her with broach and ring,
They nothing could keep back; *>
The very charters of their lands Into her hands they pat.
.- She 's done her down to Heyvalin, With the light of the mune: Says,—" Will ye do this deed for me, «
And will ye do it sune ?
" Will ye go seek him young Bearwell,
On seas wherever he be ? And if I live and bruik my life,
Rewarded ye shall be." so
" Alas, I am too young a skipper,
So far to sail the faem ; But if I live and bruik my life,
I '11 strive to bring him hame."
So he has sail'd east and then sail'd west, jb
By many a comely strand ; Till there came a blast of northern wind,
And blew him to the land.
And there the king and all his court
Were playing at the ba'; m
Gave him a harp into his hand,
Says,—" Stay, Heyvalin, and play."
He has tane up the harp in hand,
And unto play went he ; And young Bearwell was the first man 6.5
In all that companie. |
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