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BtJED ELLEN AND YOTJNG TAMXANE. 271
" I'll grow into your arms two, as
Like iron in strong fire; But hold me fast, let me not go,
Then you'll have your desire."
And its next night into Miles Moss, Fair Margaret has gone; 10°
When lo she stands beside Rides Cross, Between twelve hours and one.
There's holy water in her hand,
She casts a compass round; And presently a Fairy band iob
Comes riding o'er the mound. |
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This seems to be the most appropriate connection for a short fragment from Maidmenf s North Countrie Garland, (p. 21.) It was taken down from the recitation of a lady who had heard it sung in her childhood. |
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BURD ELLEN AND YOUNG TAMLANE.
Btjed Ellen sits in the bower windowe,
With a double laddy double, and for the double dow,
Twisting the red silk and the blue, With the double rose and the May-hay. |
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