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

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He 's gi'en him twenty punds for the gude horse,
A' in the goud and gude monie ; He's gi'en him ane o' his best milk kye,
To maintain his wife and children three.
Then Dickie 's come down thro' Carlisle toun,
E'en as fast as he could drie : The first o' men that he met wi'
Was my Lord's brother, Bailiff Glozenburrie.
' Weil be ye met, my gude Ralph Scroope ! '— ' Welcome, my brother's fule ! ' quo' he ;
' Where didst thou get Johnie Armstrang's horse ? '— 'Where did I get him, but steal him,' quo' he.
' But wilt thou sell me the bonny horse ?
And, billie, wilt thou sell him to me ?' quo' he.— ' Ay ; if thou'lt tell me the monie on my cloak lap:
For there 's never ae penny I'll trust thee.'—
' I'll gie thee ten punds for the gude horse, Weil tauld on thy cloak lap they shall be ;
And I'll gie thee ane o' the best milk kye, To maintain thy wife and children three.'—
' The shame speed the liars, my lord! ' quo' Dickie;
' Trow ye aye to make a fule o' me! I'll either hae twenty punds for the gude horse,
Or he 's gae to Mortan Fair wi' me.'—
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