A Collection of Ballads by Andrew Lang
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Ballad: The Wife Of Usher's Well (Child, vol. iii.) There lived a wife at Usher's Well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them oer the sea, They hadna been a week from her, A week but barely ane, When word came to the carline wife That her three sons were gane. They hadna been a week from her, A week but barely three, Whan word came to the carlin wife That her sons she'd never see. "I wish the wind may never cease, Nor fashes in the flood, Till my three sons come hame to me, In earthly flesh and blood!" It fell about the Martinmass, Whan nights are lang and mirk, |
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