Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 6 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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" Wilt thou with us in England ride,
And thy safe warrand we will be ?                     so
If we get a horse worth a hundred punds,
Upon his back that thou shalt be."
" I dare not with you into England ride, The Land-sergeant has me at feid ;
I know not what evil may betide,                           as
For Peter of Whitfield, his brother, is dead.
" And Anton Shiel, he loves not me,
For I gat twa drifts of his sheep ;
The great Earl of Whitfield loves me not,
For nae gear frae me he e'er could keep. « *
" But will ye stay till the day gae down, Until the night come o'er the grund,
And I'll be a guide worth ony twa That may in Liddisdale be fund.
" Tho' dark the night as pick and tar,                    45
I'll guide ye o'er yon hills fu' hie,
38.  For twa drifts of his sheep I gat.—P. M.
39.  Whitfield is explained by Mr. Ellis of Otterbourne to be a large and rather wild manorial district in the extreme southwest part of Northumberland; the proprietor of which might be naturally called the Lord, though not Earl of Whit­field. I suspect, however, that the reciters may have cor­rupted the great Ralph Whitfield into Earl of Whitfield. Sir Matthew Whitfield of Whitfield, was Sheriff of Northum­berland in 1433, and the estate continued in the family from the reign of Richard II. till about fifty years since.—S.