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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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O there was horsing, horsing in haste, And cracking of whips out owre the lee.
{Archie of Caivfeld) It is even
And there did he see brave Captain Ogilvie A-training of his men on the green.
{The Duke of Gordon s Daughter)
Like the Clown in Twelfth Night, it can sing both high and low: but the note is unmistakable whether it sing
0  cocks are crowing on merry middle-earth; I wot the wild fowls are boding day.
{Clerk Saunders)
Half-owre, half-owre to Aberdour,
'Tis fifty fathoms deep; And there lies gude Sir Patrick Spens,
Wi' the Scots lords at his feet!
{Sir Patrick Sfiens)
' O Earl Bran', I see your heart's bloud ! '—
Ay tally, o lilly lally ' It's na but the glent o' my scarlet hood'
All i the night sae early.            {Earl Brand)
or low
Then up bespake the bride's mother—
She never was heard to speak so free: ' Ye'll not forsake my only daughter. Though Susie Pye has cross'd the sea.'
{Young Beichan)
1 An' thu sail marry a proud gunner,
An' a proud gunner I'm sure he'll be.'
{The Great Silkie of Sule Skerrie) xiv
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