The book of British ballads . ^jofrnte of 1] The bonniest childe that ever I sawLay sleeping amang his dogs. The shirt that was upon his back Was o the holland fine ;The doublet which was over that Was o the lincome twine. The buttons that were on his sleeve Were o the goud sae gude :The gude graie hounds he lay amang, Their mouths were dyed wi blude. Then out and spak the first forester,The heid man ower them a— If this be Johnie o Breadislee,Nae nearer will we draw. But up and spak the sixth forester ( His sisters son was he), If this be Johnie o Breadislee, We soon shall gar
The book of British ballads . ^jofrnte of 1] The bonniest childe that ever I sawLay sleeping amang his dogs. The shirt that was upon his back Was o the holland fine ;The doublet which was over that Was o the lincome twine. The buttons that were on his sleeve Were o the goud sae gude :The gude graie hounds he lay amang, Their mouths were dyed wi blude. Then out and spak the first forester,The heid man ower them a— If this be Johnie o Breadislee,Nae nearer will we draw. But up and spak the sixth forester ( His sisters son was he), If this be Johnie o Breadislee, We soon shall gar him die ! The first flight of arrows the foresters shot,They wounded him on the knee ; And out and spak the seventh forester, The next will gar him die. Johnies set his back against an aik, His fute against a stane ;And he has slain the seven foresters, He has slain them a but ane. He has broke three ribs in that anes side, But and his collar bane ;Hes laid him twa-fald ower his steed, Bade him carry the tidings hame. O is there nae a bonnie bird, Ca
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