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

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Then out and spake the first o' them, ' I bear the sword shall gar him die.'
And out and spake the second o' them, ' His father has nae mair but he.'
And out and spake the third o' them,
' I wot that they are lovers dear.' And out and spake the fourth o' them,
' They hae been in love this mony a year.'
Then out and spake the fifth o' them,
' It were great sin true love to twain.' And out and spake the sixth o' them,
' It were shame to slay a sleeping man.'
Then up and gat the seventh o' them,
And never a word spake he; But he has striped his bright brown brand
Out through Clerk Saunders' fair bodye.
Clerk Saunders he started, and Margaret she turn'd
Into his arms as asleep she lay; And sad and silent was the night
That was atween thir twae.
And they lay still and sleepit sound
Until the day began to daw' ; And kindly she to him did say,
' It is time, true love, you were awaV
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