A Collection of Ballads by Andrew Lang
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She had na pu'd a double rose, A rose but only twa, Till up then started young Tam Lin, Says, "Lady, thou pu's nae mae. "Why pu's thou the rose, Janet, Amang the groves sae green, And a' to kill the bonie babe That we gat us between?" "O tell me, tell me, Tam Lin," she says, "For's sake that died on tree, If eer ye was in holy chapel, Or christendom did see?" "Roxbrugh he was my grandfather, Took me with him to bide, And ance it fell upon a day That wae did me betide. "And ance it fell upon a day, A cauld day and a snell, When we were frae the hunting come, That frae my horse I fell; The Queen o Fairies she caught me, In yon green hill to dwell. "And pleasant is the fairy land, But, an eerie tale to tell, |
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