Northumberla (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
How long shall fortune faile me nowe,And harrowe me with fear and dread?How long shall I in bale abide,In misery ...
How long shall fortune faile me nowe,And harrowe me with fear and dread?How long shall I in bale abide,In misery ...
When shawes been sheene, and shradds full fayre,And leeves both large and longe,Itt is merry, walking in the fayre forrest,To ...
I.There was John Gordon an' Archibold,An' a yerl's twin sons war they;Quhan they war are an' twenty year auldThey fell ...
In summer time, when leaves grow greene,And blossoms bedecke the tree,King Edward wolde a hunting ryde,Some pastime for to see.With ...
I.—THIS SIDE AN' THAT.The rich man sat in his father's seat—Purple an' linen, an' a'thing fine!The puir man lay at ...
When Troy towne had, for ten yeeres 'past',Withstood the Greekes in manfull wise,Then did their foes encrease soe fast,That to ...
A pleasant song of the valiant deeds of chivalry atchieved by that noble knight Sir Guy of Warwick, who, for ...
In the third day of May,To Carleile did comeA kind curteous child, That cold much of wisdome.A kirtle and a ...
Of Brutus' blood, in Brittaine borne, King Arthur I am to name;Through Christendome and Heathynesse Well knowne is ...
" 'THER is a wife in yone toun-end, an she has dothers three, An I wad be a beager for ...
Lord, I'm an auld man,An' I'm deein!An' do what I canI canna help beinSome feart at the thoucht!I'm no what ...
Balow, my babe, lye still and sleipe!It grieves me sair to see thee weipe:If thoust be silent, Ise be glad,Thy ...
Gentle heardsman, tell to me,Of curtesy I thee pray,Unto the towne of WalsinghamWhich is the right and ready way."Unto the ...
Leddy"Ye'll mount, gudeman; ye'll mount and ride;Ye'll cross the burn syne doun the loch side,Then up 'mang the hills, thro' ...
Air — "When she cam' ben, she bobbit."The laird o' Cockpen, he's proud an' he's great,His mind is ta'en up ...
Did ye see the Bowgie man Stan'in' at the door?Ae big pock flung owre his back, Anither doon afore.Did ye ...
Air — "Hey the Rantin' Murray's Ha'."Hey the rantin' Murray's ha'!Mirth and glee amang them a'!The courtly laird, the leddy ...
GUDE pity me, because I'm little! For though I am an elf o' mettle, An' can, like ony wabster's shuttle, ...
WHOM will you send to London town, To Parliament and a' that? Or wha in a' the country round The ...
Chorus.-Robin shure in hairst, I shure wi' him. Fient a heuk had I, Yet I stack by him. I GAED ...
O WHA will to Saint Stephen's House, To do our errands there, man? O wha will to Saint Stephen's House ...
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