Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads, songs, and other pieces [ed. by T. Percy]. [4 other copies with cancel leaves in vol. 1].1839 |
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... sonne , Bot Lady Helen had nane . Scho rowd hir mantil hir about , And sair sair gan she weip : And she ran into the Jewis castèl , Quhan they wer all asleip . 10 15 20 25 30 30 35 35 My bonny Sir Hew , my pretty Sir Hew , 10 THE JEW'S ...
... sonne , Bot Lady Helen had nane . Scho rowd hir mantil hir about , And sair sair gan she weip : And she ran into the Jewis castèl , Quhan they wer all asleip . 10 15 20 25 30 30 35 35 My bonny Sir Hew , my pretty Sir Hew , 10 THE JEW'S ...
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... sonne wad seik . " Lady Helen ran to the deip draw - well , My bonny Sir Hew , an ze be here , And knelt upon her kne : pray thee speik to me . I 40 " The lead is wondrous heavy , mither , The well is wondrous deip , A keen pen - knife ...
... sonne wad seik . " Lady Helen ran to the deip draw - well , My bonny Sir Hew , an ze be here , And knelt upon her kne : pray thee speik to me . I 40 " The lead is wondrous heavy , mither , The well is wondrous deip , A keen pen - knife ...
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... sonne of Spayn , fol . MS . V. 89 , of the king his sonne of Spaine , fol . MS . Sic MS . It should probably be ryse , i . e . my counsel shall arise from thee . See ver . 140 . Now hearken to me sayes Adler yonge , And your KING ...
... sonne of Spayn , fol . MS . V. 89 , of the king his sonne of Spaine , fol . MS . Sic MS . It should probably be ryse , i . e . my counsel shall arise from thee . See ver . 140 . Now hearken to me sayes Adler yonge , And your KING ...
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... sonne To carrye her hence to scorne . " Nowe loud thou lyest , Sir John the knight , 125 Nowe thou doest lye of mee ; A knight mee gott , and a ladye me bore , Soe never did none by thee . He proudly strave to hyde . In deepe revolving ...
... sonne To carrye her hence to scorne . " Nowe loud thou lyest , Sir John the knight , 125 Nowe thou doest lye of mee ; A knight mee gott , and a ladye me bore , Soe never did none by thee . He proudly strave to hyde . In deepe revolving ...
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... sonne , The kynges bowmen buske them blyve , And the quenes archers also ; 185 So dyd these thre wyghte yemen ; With them they thought to go . Aud bad hym stand styll thereat ; And turned the childes face him fro , Because he should not ...
... sonne , The kynges bowmen buske them blyve , And the quenes archers also ; 185 So dyd these thre wyghte yemen ; With them they thought to go . Aud bad hym stand styll thereat ; And turned the childes face him fro , Because he should not ...
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