Reliques of ancient English poetry: consisting of old heroic ballads ...

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A.NCIENT SONGS
Andquhen he came to Barnards ha% 55
Would neither chap nor ca* :
Bot fet his bent bow to his breift,
And lichtly lap the wa\
He wauld nae tell the man his errand,
Though he ftude at the gait
Bot ftraiht into the ha* he cam,
Quhair they were fet at meit.
Hail ! hail ! my gentle fire and dame !
My meffage winna waite ;
Dame, ze maun to the gude grene wod 65
Before that it be late.
Ze're bidden tak this gay mantel,
Tis a* gowd bot the hem :
Zou maun gae to the gude grene wode,
Ev'n by your fel alane. 70
And there it is, a filken farke,
Your ain hand fewd the fleive ;
Ze-maun gae fpeik to Gill Morice ;
Speir nae bauld barons leave.
The lady ftamped wi* hir foot, 7,.
And winked wi' hir ee ;
Bot a* that me coud fay or do,
Forbidden he wad nae bee.
Its furely to my bow'r-woman ;
It neir could be to me. 80
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