Reliques of Ancient English Poetry; Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets (Etc.)

Reliques of Ancient English Poetry; Consisting of Old Heroic Ballads, Songs and Other Pieces of Our Earlier Poets (Etc.)

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1765 edition. Excerpt: ... maintaine thee and thy fonne: And the men ihall have live hundred marke: For the good fervice they have done. Then in came the queene with ladyes fair To fee Sir Andrewe Barton knight: They ! that hec were brought on Ihore, And thought to have feen a gallant fight. But when they fee his deadlye face, And eyes foe hollowe in his head, Balow, my boy, thy mithers joy, Thy father breides me great annoy. Balow, my babe, ly itil and ileipe, It greives me fair to fee weipe. Whan he began to court my lu've, ' And with his fugred wordes to muve, His faynings fals, and flattering cheire To me that time did nat appeire; But now I fee, cruel hee Cares neither for my babe, nor mee. Balow, Bcc. 1.v.. 2 I BO! r Bot doe nat, doe nat, prettie mine, -To faynings fals thine hart incline; Be loyal to thy luver trew, . And nevir change hir for a new; Ifgude or faire, of hir hae care, For womens banning s wonderous fair. Balow, &c. Bairne, fin thy cruel father is gane, 30 35 Thy winfome fmiles maun eife my paine; My babe and I ll together live, He ll com-fort me whan cares doe greive My babe and I right faft will ly, And quite forgeit man s cruelty. _ Balow, &c. Fareweil, fareweil, thou falfen youth, -That evir killa womans mouth! 1 with all maides be warnd by meg Nevirgto trult mans curtefy _; F or if we doe bot chance to bow, They le ufe us than they care how. lt greives me fair to fee thee weipe. XIV. THE 7 OE vorth, woe worth thee, falfe Scotlandel For thou hall ever wrought by ileighte; The worthyelt prince that ever was borne, You hanged under a cloud by night. The queene of France a letter wrote, 5'...show more

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  • Paperback | 34 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 82g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236636902
  • 9781236636904