Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 5 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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Tho he lyved an hundreth wynter, The wors he sholde go.
He sporned the dore with his fote,
It went up wel and fyne,                                 
And there he made a large lyveray
Both of ale and wyne.
" Syth ye wyl not dyne," sayd Lytel Johan,
" I shall gyve you to drynke, And though ye lyve an hondred wynter, is
On Lytell Johan ye shall thynk."
Lytell Johan ete, and Lytell [Johan] dronke,
The whyle that he wolde ; The sheryfe had in hys kechyn a coke,
A stoute man and a bolde.                                so
" I make myn avowe to god," sayd the coke,
" Thou arte a shrewde hynde, In an householde to dwel,
For to ask thus to dyne."
And there he lent Lytel Johan                           86
Good strokes thre; " I make myn avowe," said Lytell Johan,
" These strokes lyketh well me.
" Thou arte a bolde man and an hardy And so thynketh me ;
70, Ch. & M. open.