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

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i Now, Jock, my billie,' quo' a' the three, ' The day is corned thou was to die;
But thou 's as weel at thy ain ingle-side, Now sitting, I think, 'twixt thee and me.'
139.             Hobbie Noble
F OUL fa' the breast first treason bred in ! That Liddesdale may safely say, For in it there was baith meat and drink, And corn unto our geldings gay. ii We were stout-hearted men and true,
As England it did often say ; But now we may turn our backs and fly, Since brave Noble is seld away, in Now Hobbie he was an English man,
And born into Bewcastle dale, But his misdeeds they were sae great, They banish'd him to Liddesdale.
At Kershope-foot the tryst was set,
Kershope of the lily lee ; And there was traitour Sim o' the Mains,
With him a private companie. v Then Hobbie has graith'd his body weel,
I wat wi' baith good iron and steel; And he has pull'd out his fringed grey,
And there, brave Hobbie, he rade him weel.
seld] sold.          graith'd] clad in armour.          fringed] long-
haired at fetlocks. 726
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