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

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He has taken out his trusty sword And laid it between them tway ;
Says, ' Lie you there, you ill woman, A maid for me till day.'
xxv Then in it came him Childe Vyet,
Shed back his yellow hair, And gave Lord Ingram to the heart
A deep wound and a sair.
xxvi Then up did start him Lord Ingram
Shed back his coal-black hair, And gave Childe Vyet to the heart
A deep wound and a sair.
xx VII There was no pity for those two lords,
In bower where they lay slain ; But all was for Lady Maisry,
In bower where she went brain.
Says, ' If I have been an ill woman,
Alas, and woe is me ! And if I have been an ill woman,
A good woman I'll be.
' Ye'Il take from me my silk attire,
Bring me a palmer's weed; And for their sakes the world thoro'
I'll gang and beg my bread.
brain] mad.
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