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Armstrong Ballad Blew-cap blood bonny lass brave breast brought call’d Cheshire comes the better comfort cried cruel dame daughter dear death deed delight doth duke of Buckingham earl of Derby earl of Surrey Earl Richmond Elizabeth England eyes fair ladies fame Farewell father fear fight frae friends gallant gave golden grace grief hand hast hath heart heaven Henry VIII honour Jemmy John Armstrong John Dighton King Henry knight lady lament Lancashire land live London so fair maidens of London mind mourn murder ne'er never noble º º Oh maidens old cap ºn tº ºº ºr ºf pleasure poor pray prince princess queen quoth renown rose royal seldom comes shew slain sore sorrow sweet sword tears thee tº º tº ºf tºº took Tower unto Welladay wife woful young
Page 262 - Tis since two hundred year — No malice then we knew, But all things plenty were : All friendship now decays, (Believe me, this is true,) Which was not in those days, When this old cap was new. The nobles of our land Were much delighted then To have at their command A crew of lusty men ; Which by their coats were known Of tawny, red, or blue, With crests on their sleeves shown, When this old cap was new.
Page 282 - Over the mountains And over the waves, Under the fountains And under the graves ; Under floods that are deepest, Which Neptune obey ; Over rocks that are steepest Love will find out the way. Where there is no place For the glow-worm to lie ; Where there is no space For receipt of a fly ; Where the midge dares not venture Lest herself fast she lay ; If love come, he will enter And soon find out his way.
Page 287 - The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but...
Page 286 - If the earth should part him, He would gallop it o'er ; If the seas should o'erthwart him, He would swim to the shore. Should his love become a swallow, Through the air to stray, Love will lend wings to follow, And will find out the way. There is no striving To cross his intent, There is no contriving His plots to prevent ; But if once the message greet him, That his true love doth stay, If Death should come and meet him, Love will find out the way.
Page 139 - From house to house then they did go, ; - : ',' Seeking that night where they might lie ; But want of money was their woe, - "} • ' And still their babe with cold doth cry, :
Page 248 - Sir, I pray let me be ; Gif ever I have a man, Blew-cap for me." An Irishman, with a long skeane in his hose,* Did think to obtain her it was no great matter...
Page 180 - And therewithal he gave him A box upon the ear. Which broke his neck asunder, As plainly doth appear, Now know, proud Turk, quoth he, I am no English boy, That can with one small box o'th' ear The prince of Turks destroy.
Page 90 - Bring me on quiet rest! Let pass my very guiltless ghost Out of my careful breast ! Toll on the Passing Bell ! Ring out the doleful knell ! Let the sound my death tell!
Page 82 - In saying so, the pearled tears Fell trickling from her princely eyes, Whereat his gentle queen he cheers, And says, " Stand up, sweet lady, rise ! The lives of them I freely give, No means this kindness shall debar, Thou hast thy boon, and they may live To serve me in my Boulogne war.