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

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Our Queene was put in a tunne to bulls;
She thought noe thing but death : When they were ware of the Little One
'Came ryding forth of the east.
With a mu[le and a bridle all of bells]
A lovelye child was hee ; When that he came to that fyer
He lighted the Queene full nigh.
Sayd, ' Draw away these brands of fyer 'Lie burning before our Queene,
And fetch me hither Sir Aldingar That is a knight soe keene.'
When Aldingar saw that Little One,
Full little of him hee thought; If there had been halfe a hundred such
Of them he would not have wrought.
He sayd, ' Come hither, Sir Aldingar, Thou seemest as big as a fooder;
I trust God ere I have done with thee God will send us an auger.'
Sayes, ' The first stroke that's given, Sir Aldin
I will give unto thee ; And if the second give thou may,
Looke then thou spare not mee.'
tunne] barrel.         wrought] recked.         foocier] tun.
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