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قراءة كتاب English and Scottish Ballads, Volume 4 (of 8)
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اللغة: English
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truth of my right hand,
The truth of it I'll freely gie,
That for seven years I'll stay unwed,
For the kindness thou dost show to me."
And she has brib'd the proud warder55
Wi' mickle gold and white monie;
She's gotten the keys of the prison strong,
And she has set young Beichan free.
Wi' mickle gold and white monie;
She's gotten the keys of the prison strong,
And she has set young Beichan free.
She's gi'en him to eat the good spice-cake,
She's gi'en him to drink the blood-red wine;
She's bidden him sometimes think on her,60
That sae kindly freed him out of pine.
She's gi'en him to drink the blood-red wine;
She's bidden him sometimes think on her,60
That sae kindly freed him out of pine.
She's broken a ring from her finger,
And to Beichan half of it gave she:
"Keep it, to mind you of that love65
The lady bore that set you free.
And to Beichan half of it gave she:
"Keep it, to mind you of that love65
The lady bore that set you free.
"And set your foot on good ship-board,
And haste ye back to your own countrie;
And before that seven years have an end,
Come back again, love, and marry me."70
And haste ye back to your own countrie;
And before that seven years have an end,
Come back again, love, and marry me."70
But long ere seven years had an end,
She long'd full sore her love to see;
For ever a voice within her breast
Said, "Beichan has broke his vow to thee."
So she's set her foot on good ship-board,75
And turn'd her back on her own countrie.
She long'd full sore her love to see;
For ever a voice within her breast
Said, "Beichan has broke his vow to thee."
So she's set her foot on good ship-board,75
And turn'd her back on her own countrie.
She sailed east, she sailed west,
Till to fair England's shore she came;
Where a bonny shepherd she espied,
Feeding his sheep upon the plain.80
Till to fair England's shore she came;
Where a bonny shepherd she espied,
Feeding his sheep upon the plain.80
"What news, what news, thou bonny shepherd?
What news hast thou to tell to me?"
"Such news I hear, ladie," he says,
"The like was never in this countrie.
What news hast thou to tell to me?"
"Such news I hear, ladie," he says,
"The like was never in this countrie.
"There is a wedding in yonder hall,85
Has lasted these thirty days and three;
Young Beichan will not bed with his bride,
For love of one that's yond the sea."
Has lasted these thirty days and three;
Young Beichan will not bed with his bride,
For love of one that's yond the sea."
She's put her hand in her pocket,
Gi'en him the gold and white monie;90
"Hae, take ye that, my bonny boy,
For the good news thou tell'st to me."
Gi'en him the gold and white monie;90
"Hae, take ye that, my bonny boy,
For the good news thou tell'st to me."
When she came to young Beichan's gate,
She tirled softly at the pin;
So ready was the proud porter95
To open and let this lady in.
She tirled softly at the pin;
So ready was the proud porter95
To open and let this lady in.
"Is this young Beichan's hall," she said,
"Or is that noble lord within?"
"Yea, he's in the hall among them all,
And this is the day o' his weddin."100
"Or is that noble lord within?"
"Yea, he's in the hall among them all,
And this is the day o' his weddin."100
"And has he wed anither love?
And has he clean forgotten me?"
And, sighin', said that gay ladie,
"I wish I were in my own conntrie."
And has he clean forgotten me?"
And, sighin', said that gay ladie,
"I wish I were in my own conntrie."
And she has taen her gay gold ring,105
That with her love she brake so free;
Says, "Gie him that, ye proud porter,
And bid the bridegroom speak to me."
That with her love she brake so free;
Says, "Gie him that, ye proud porter,
And bid the bridegroom speak to me."
When the porter came his lord before,
He kneeled down low on his knee——110
"What aileth thee, my proud porter,
Thou art so full of courtesie?"
He kneeled down low on his knee——110
"What aileth thee, my proud porter,
Thou art so full of courtesie?"
"I've been porter at your gates,
It's thirty long years now and three;
But there stands a lady at them now,115
The like o' her did I never see;
It's thirty long years now and three;
But there stands a lady at them now,115
The like o' her did I never see;
"For on every finger she has a ring,
And on her mid finger she has three;
And as meickle gold aboon her brow
As would buy an earldom to me."120
And on her mid finger she has three;
And as meickle gold aboon her brow
As would buy an earldom to me."120
Its out then spak the bride's mother,
Aye and an angry woman was shee;
"Ye might have excepted our bonny bride,
And twa or three of our companie."
Aye and an angry woman was shee;
"Ye might have excepted our bonny bride,
And twa or three of our companie."
"O hold your tongue, thou bride's mother;125
Of all your folly let me be;
She's ten times fairer nor the bride,
And all that's in your companie.
Of all your folly let me be;
She's ten times fairer nor the bride,
And all that's in your companie.
"She begs one sheave of your white bread,
But and a cup of your red wine;130
And to remember the lady's love,
That last reliev'd you out of pine."
But and a cup of your red wine;130
And to remember the lady's love,
That last reliev'd you out of pine."
"O well-a-day!" said Beichan then,
"That I so soon have married thee!
For it can be none but Susie Pye,145
That sailed the sea for love of me."
"That I so soon have married thee!
For it can be none but Susie Pye,145
That sailed the sea for love of me."
And quickly hied he down the stair;
Of fifteen steps he made but three;
He's ta'en his bonny love in his arms,
And kist, and kist her tenderlie.150
Of fifteen steps he made but three;
He's ta'en his bonny love in his arms,
And kist, and kist her tenderlie.150
"O hae ye ta'en anither bride?
And hae ye quite forgotten me?
And hae ye quite forgotten her,
That gave you life and libertie?"
And hae ye quite forgotten me?
And hae ye quite forgotten her,
That gave you life and libertie?"
She looked o'er her left shoulder,145
To hide the tears stood in her e'e:
"Now fare thee well, young Beichan," she says,
"I'll try to think no more on thee."
To hide the tears stood in her e'e:
"Now fare thee well, young Beichan," she says,
"I'll try to think no more on thee."
"O never, never, Susie Pye,