The Ballads of Scotland, Volume 1William Edmondstoune Aytoun W. Blackwood and Sons, 1861 - Ballads, Scots |
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Page 113 - THERE lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she ; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea. They hadna...
Page 114 - I wish the wind may never cease, Nor fashes in the flood, Till my three sons come hame to me In earthly flesh and blood!" It fell about the Martinmas, When nights are lang and mirk, The carline wife's three sons came hame, And their hats were o
Page 53 - Is there ony room at your head, Saunders, Is there ony room at your feet? Or ony room at your side, Saunders, Where fain, fain, I wad sleep?
Page 5 - Now, ever alake! my master dear, I fear a deadly storm! I saw the new moon late yestreen, Wi' the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master, I fear we'll come to harm.
Page 42 - Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms Burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak' nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle care, On fair Kirconnell lea.
Page 50 - Then up and gat the seventh o' them, And never a word spake he ; But he has striped his bright brown brand Out through Clerk Saunders
Page 40 - He has gotten a coat of the even cloth, And a pair of shoes of velvet green ; And till seven years were gane and past, True Thomas on earth was never seen.
Page 42 - O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says,
Page 115 - Up then crew the red, red cock, And up and crew the gray; The eldest to the youngest said,
Page 214 - And a harried man I think I be ! " There's naething left at the fair Dodhead, " But a waefu