Ballad Book by Unknown
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page 91 of 255 (35%)
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The first mane that ever him an answear mayd, Yt was the good lord PersA": We wyll not tell the what men we ar," he says, "Nor whos men that we be; But we wyll hount hear in this chays, In the spyt of thyne and of the. "The fattiste hartes in all Chyviat We have kyld, and cast to carry them a-way: "Be my troth," sayd the doughtA" Dogglas agayn, "Ther-for the ton of us shall de this day." Then sayd the doughtA" Doglas Unto the lord PersA": "To kyll all thes giltles men, Alas, it were great pitte! "But, PersA", thowe art a lord of lande, I am a yerle callyd within my contrA"; Let all our men uppone a parti stande, And do the battell off the and of me." "Nowe Cristes cors on his crowne," sayd the lord PersA", "Whosoever ther-to says nay; Be my troth, doughtA" Doglas," he says, "Thow shalt never se that day. "Nethar in Ynglonde, Skottlonde, nar France, Nor for no man of a woman born, |
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