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

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'Be of gude cheir, now, Archie, lad !
Be of gude cheir, now, dear billie ! Work thou within, and we without,
And the morn thou'se dine at Ca'field wi' me!'
O Jockie Ha' stepp'd to the door,
And he bended low back on his knee,
And he made the bolts that the door hang on, Loup frae the wa' right wantonlie.
He took the prisoner on his back,
And down the tolbooth stair cam he :
The black mare stood ready at the door, I wot a foot ne'er stirred she.
They laid the links out owre her neck, And that was her gold twist to be;
And they cam doun thro' Dumfries toun, And wow but they cam speedilie.
The Iive-lang night these twelve men rade,
And aye till they were right wearie, Until they cam to the Murraywhat,
And they lighted there right speedilie.
i A smith ! a smith ! ' then Dickie he cries,
' A smith, a smith, right speedilie, To file the irons frae my dear brither!
For forward, forward we wad be.'—
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