Popular British Ballads, Ancient and Modern, Volume 4

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Page 4 - Lindis flows To where the goodly vessels lie, And where the lordly steeple shows. They sayde, " And why should this thing be, What danger lowers by land or sea? They ring the tune of Enderby ! " For evil news from Mablethorpe, Of pyrate galleys warping...
Page 1 - THE old mayor climbed the belfry tower, The ringers ran by two, by three ; " Pull, if ye never pulled before ; Good ringers, pull your best," quoth he. " Play uppe, play uppe, O Boston bells ! Ply all your changes, all your swells, Play uppe
Page 145 - And he has lifted the Colonel's mare that is the Colonel's pride. He has lifted her out of the stable-door between the dawn and the day, And turned the calkins upon her feet, and ridden her far away, Then up and spoke the Colonel's son that led a troop of the Guides: "Is there never a man of all my men can say where Kamal hides?
Page 144 - Oh, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat; * See Note 18.
Page 218 - All, all asleep within each roof along that rocky street, And these must be the lover's friends, with gently gliding feet. A stifled gasp ! a dreamy noise ! " the roof is in a flame ! " From out their beds, and to their doors, rush maid, and sire, and dame, And meet, upon the threshold stone, the gleaming sabre's fall, And o'er each black and bearded face the white or crimson shawl ; The yell of
Page 215 - Like lions leaping at a fold, when mad with hunger's pang, Right up against the English line the Irish exiles sprang : Bright was their steel, 'tis bloody now, their guns are filled with gore ; Through shattered ranks, and severed files, and trampled flags they tore ; The English strove with desperate strength, paused, rallied, staggered, fled — The green hill-side is matted close with dying and with dead.
Page 7 - all along Where the sunny Lindis floweth, Goeth, floweth; From the meads where melick groweth, When the water winding down, Onward floweth to the town. I shall never see her more Where the reeds and rushes quiver, Shiver, quiver; Stand beside the sobbing river, Sobbing, throbbing, in its falling To the sandy lonesome shore; I shall never hear her calling, "Leave your meadow grasses mellow...
Page 3 - Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot; Quit the stalks of parsley hollow, Hollow, hollow; Come uppe Jetty, rise and follow, From the clovers lift your head; Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot, Come uppe Jetty, rise and follow, Jetty, to the milking shed.
Page 205 - The rowan berries cluster o'er her low head grey and dim In ruddy kisses sweet to see. The merry maidens four have ranged them in a row, Between each lovely couple a stately rowan stem, And away in mazes wavy, like skimming birds they go — Oh, never...
Page 149 - We be two strong men," said Kamal then, "but she loveth the younger best. "So she shall go with a lifter's dower, my turquoise-studded rein, "My 'broidered saddle and saddle-cloth, and silver stirrups twain." The Colonel's son a pistol drew, and held it muzzle-end, "Ye have taken the one from a foe," said he; "will ye take the mate from a friend?

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