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

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' Ye set your milke-white foot abord,
Cry, Hail ye, Domine ! An' I shal be the steerer o't,
To row you o'er the sea.'
She's tane her till her mither's bowr, Thought neither sin nor shame,
And she took twa o' her mither's marys, To keep her frae thinking lang.
xxi She dress'd hersel' i' the red scarlet,
Her marys i' dainty green, And they pat girdles about their middles
Wou'd buy an earldome.
And they gid down by yon sea-side, And down by yon sea-stran';
Sae bonny did the Hollan's boats Come rowin' to their han'.
She set her milke-white foot on board,
Cried, Hail ye, Domine ! And the Billy Blind was the steerer o't,
To row her o'er the sea.
Whan she came to young Bekie's gate,
She heard the music play; Sae well she kent frae a' she heard,
It was his wedding day. 196
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