Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 5 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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Then went they down into a launde,
These noble archares all thre,                             ao
Eche of them slew a hart of greece, The best they could there se.
" Have here the best, Alyce my wife,"
Sayde Wyllyam of Cloudesle, " By cause ye so bouldly stod by me,                   
When I was slayne full nye."
Then went they to supper,
Wyth suche meat as they had, And thanked God of ther fortune ;
They were both mery and glad.                         a
And when they had supped well,
Certayne without any leace, Cloudesle sayd, " We wyll to our kyng,
To get us a charter of peace.
"Alyce shall be at sojournyng,                                  «
In a nunry here besyde; My tow sonnes shall wyth her go,
And ther they shall abyde.
" Myne eldest son shall go wyth me,
For hym have I no care,                                       »
And he shall breng you worde agayn How that we do fare."
31, graece. 37, wheat. 45, at our, K. 51, you breng, R.