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

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' To Edinburgh to come and gang,
A safe warrant I sail him gie; And gif he refuses to do that,
We'll concruess baith his lands and he.
' Thou mayst vow I'll cast his castle down, And mak' a widow o' his gay ladye;
I'll hang his merry men, pair by pair, In ony frith where I may them see.'
James Boyd took his leave o' the noble King,
To Ettrick Forest fair cam' he ; Down Birkendale Brae when that he cam',
He saw the fair forest wi' his e'e. xv Baith dae and rae, and hart and hm',
And of a' wild beasts great plentie ; He heard the bows that boldly ring,
And arrows whidderand him near by.
Of that fair castle he got a sight;
The like he ne'er saw wi' his e'e ! On the fore-front o' that castle fair,
Twa unicorns were bra' to see ; The picture of a knight, and lady bright,
And the green hollin abune their bree.
Thereat he spyed five hundred men, Shooting with bows on Newark Lee ;
They were a' in ae livery clad,
O' the Lincoln green sae gay to see.
frith] wood. whidderand] whizzing.
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