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

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She hadna pu'd a leaf, a leaf,
A leaf but only twae, When up and started young Tarn Lin,
Says, ' Ladye, thou 's pu' nae mae.
' How dar' ye pu' a leaf ?' he says,
' How dar' ye break the tree : How dar' ye scathe my babe.' he says,
' That's between you and me ?'
' O tell me, tell me, Tarn,' she says,
' For His sake that died on tree, If ye were ever in holy chapel
Or sain'd in Christentie ?'
' The truth I'll tell to thee, Janet,
Ae word I winna lee; A knight me got, and a lady me bore,
As well as they did thee.
' Roxburgh he was my grandfather,
Took me with him to bide ; And ance it fell upon a day,
As hunting I did ride,
' There came a wind out o' the north,
A sharp wind an' a snell, A dead sleep it came over me
And frae my horse I fell; And the Queen a' Fairies she took me
In yon green hill to dwell.
scathe] harm. sain'd] blessed, baptised. snell] keen, cold. 8
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