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68. The Three Ravens
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HERE were three ravens sat on a tree, They were as black as they might be.
II The one of them said to his make, ' Where shall we our breakfast take ?'
in ' Down in yonder greene field There lies a knight slain under his shield;
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' His hounds they lie down at his feet. So well do they their master keep ;
v ' His hawks they flie so eagerly, There 's no fowl dare come him nigh.
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' Down there comes a fallow doe
As great with young as she might goe.
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' She lift up his bloudy head
And kist his wounds that were so red.
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' She gat him up upon her back And carried him to earthen lake.
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' She buried him before the prime,
She was dead herself eie evensong time.
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' God send every gentleman
Such hounds, such hawks, and such a leman ! ' |
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