Old Ballads, Historical and Narrative,: With Some of Modern Date; Collected with Some Rare Copies and Mss, Volume 1R.H. Evans, Pall-Mall, By W. Bulmer and Company Cleveland-Row., 1810 - Ballads, English |
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... Lover 15 True Maid of the South 16 Pleasant History of Alexander and Lodwicke 17 London Lass's Lamentation 18 Lovely ... Lover's Praise of his Lady 27 Fain.
... Lover 15 True Maid of the South 16 Pleasant History of Alexander and Lodwicke 17 London Lass's Lamentation 18 Lovely ... Lover's Praise of his Lady 27 Fain.
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... Lover's Praise of his Lady 27 Fain would I have a Pretty Thing Page · 119 122 28 Ballad from the Romance of Fragosa and his three Sons · 125 29 Maiden's Vow , that would Marry and knew not how 30 Maid's Complaint of her Mother 127 133 ...
... Lover's Praise of his Lady 27 Fain would I have a Pretty Thing Page · 119 122 28 Ballad from the Romance of Fragosa and his three Sons · 125 29 Maiden's Vow , that would Marry and knew not how 30 Maid's Complaint of her Mother 127 133 ...
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... Lover compareth himself to the painful Falconer 340 81 Merry Ballet of the Hathorne Tree 342 82 The Woodman's Walk 345 83 Jack Dove's Resolution 84 Alphonso and Ganselo 349 354 $ 5 Pleasant Ballad of two Lovers 362 88 Courage Crowned ...
... Lover compareth himself to the painful Falconer 340 81 Merry Ballet of the Hathorne Tree 342 82 The Woodman's Walk 345 83 Jack Dove's Resolution 84 Alphonso and Ganselo 349 354 $ 5 Pleasant Ballad of two Lovers 362 88 Courage Crowned ...
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... Lover's Knot untied 37 + Song from the Lorde's Mask on the marriage night of the Count Palatine and the Royal Lady Eli- zabeth · 38 Servant's Sorrow for the loss of his mistress Queen Anne , wife of James the First - · 189 . 191 39 ...
... Lover's Knot untied 37 + Song from the Lorde's Mask on the marriage night of the Count Palatine and the Royal Lady Eli- zabeth · 38 Servant's Sorrow for the loss of his mistress Queen Anne , wife of James the First - · 189 . 191 39 ...
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babe black letter copy bonny ivy tree brave capon changed her mind city of London city of York daddy's ewes dear death delight ditty doth Egestus eyes fair fair lady faith can keep false fear flowers gallant gentleman of courage give gold grief grieve growne a gentleman hand hath changed hear Hungary jealousy Jockie is growne King lady lass little barley-corn liv'd live Lodwick London Lord Courtney lose my breath lov'd lover LULLABY SONG maid maiden married merry milk minc'd pies mother gave ne'er night north country nymphs oh poor Colly Palmus Pandosto pleasant Plum-pudding pretty pride of Leycestershire prince prov'd Queen quoth roast-beef Sheldra shepherd shew sigh Sing oh poor song sorrows sweet St thee There's thou thow tune tunn'd turnd Twill unto weep wife willow women-kind yellow hose York young youth
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Page 195 - To her is only known my love, Which from the world is hidden. Go, pretty birds, and tell her so, See that your notes strain not too low, For still, methinks, I see her frown ; Ye pretty wantons, warble. Go, tune your voices...
Page 196 - Go tune your voices' harmony, And sing, I am her lover ; Strain loud and sweet, that every note With sweet content may move her. And she that hath the sweetest voice, Tell her I will not change my choice ; Yet still, methinks, I see her frown ! Ye pretty wantons, warble.
Page 199 - By by lully lullay, Lully lullay thou littell tyne child, By by lully lullay. O sisters too, how may we do, For to preserve this day This pore yongling, for whom we do singe By by lully lullay. Herod the king, in his raging, Chargid he hath this day; His men of might, in his owne sight, All yonge children to slay. That wo is me, pore child for thee, And ever morne and say; For thi parting, nether say nor sing, By by lully lullay.
Page 194 - Trowl the bowl, the jolly nut-brown bowl, And here, kind mate, to thee : Let's sing a dirge for Saint Hugh's soul, And down it merrily.
Page 193 - But O, I spy the cuckoo, the cuckoo, the cuckoo ; See where she sitteth : come away, my joy ; Come away, I prithee : I do not like the cuckoo Should sing where my Peggy and I kiss and toy.
Page 106 - By the moon we sport and play, With the night begins our day : As we dance the dew doth fall, Trip it, little urchins all. Lightly as the little bee, Two by two, and three by three, And about go we, and about go we.
Page 194 - COLD'S the wind, and wet's the rain, Saint Hugh be our good speed: 111 is the weather that bringeth no gain, Nor helps good hearts in need.
Page 7 - The birds sang sweet in the midst of the day ; I dreamed fast of mirth and play ; In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure. Methought I walked still to and fro, And from her company I could not go ; But when I waked, it was not so : In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
Page 110 - All travellers, as they do pass on their way, At gentlemen's halls are invited to stay, Themselves to refresh, and their horses to rest, Since that he must be Old Christmas's guest ; Nay, the poor shall not want, but have for relief, Plum-pudding, goose, capon, minced pies, and roastbeef.
Page 202 - ONCE did my thoughts both ebb and flow, As passion did them move ; Once did I hope, straight fear again,— And then I was in love. Once did I waking spend the night, And tell how many minutes move.