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

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' I dreamed a grype and a grimlie beast
Had carried my crowne away, My gorget and my kirtle of golde,
And all my heade-geare [gay].
' He wo'ld have worryed me with his tush,
And borne me into his nest, Saving there came a little hawke
Flying out of the east.
'—Saving there came a little hawke
Which men call a merlion ; He stroke him downe untill the ground,
That deade he did fall downe.
' Gif I were a man, as I am none,
A battell I wo'ld prove ; I wo'ld fight with that false traitor ;
At him I cast my glove !
\ Seeing I am able noe battell to make, You must grant me, my liege, a knight,
To fight with that traitor, Sir Aldingar, To maintaine me in my right.'
' I'le give thee forty dayes,' said our King,
' To seeke thee a man therein ; If thou find not a man in forty dayes,
In a hott fyer thou shalt brenn.'
grype] gryphon.          tush] tusk, beak.          merlion] merlin,
a small falcon.
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