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The Roxburghe ballads . dy did fall on her knee,And begd that her Father would not angry be,Although she had married a Seaman. Her Father unto her was there reconcildAnd gave her his blessing, as she was his child,Which made the brave Seaman glad, that he smild,When he see he had gaind his Lords daughter. They afterwards lived in joy and content,The Lady had never no cause to repent,They passed their time away in merriment,And lovingly they lived together. London : Printed for W. Thackeray, T. Fassenyer, and W. Whitivood. [Black-letter. III. 120, has three cuts: 1st, given below; 2nd, man, p.
The Roxburghe ballads . dy did fall on her knee,And begd that her Father would not angry be,Although she had married a Seaman. Her Father unto her was there reconcildAnd gave her his blessing, as she was his child,Which made the brave Seaman glad, that he smild,When he see he had gaind his Lords daughter. They afterwards lived in joy and content,The Lady had never no cause to repent,They passed their time away in merriment,And lovingly they lived together. London : Printed for W. Thackeray, T. Fassenyer, and W. Whitivood. [Black-letter. III. 120, has three cuts: 1st, given below; 2nd, man, p. 475; 3rd, lady, p. 556, Right. Roxb. C, IV. 72 {Coles, Vere, Wright, Clark, IViachray, and Passenger) has the pair, p. 444, and another pair in alcoves. given in vol. iii. p. 598. Date, circa 1679.] %,* No other exemplars known than the two in Roxb. Coll., the second wasB. H. Blights ; neither had been included in Major Pearsons, or the Harleian. Joseph Martin, author of the ballad, entitled The Seamans Folly, (p. 555),. [Belongs to pp 66, 239, 410, 559, and Jennys Reply to Johnnys Cravat.]VOL. vii. - o 5G2 0n ^mutation to Lubtalanti. Millers, Varmers, Butchers, Bakers,No more shall help the Undertakers, But with good victuals treat ye;And roasting pigs shall run the street,A squeaking out to all they meet, Come, come, come, come, and eat me! —John Ploughshare*a Ode upon the Peace. IT may not be necessary to decide how far the grosser legend of aCockney Lubberlund, in the thirteenth centuiy, was a survivalfrom the more beautiful and spiritual longings of early enquiry leads through many a dream that cheered the youngpoet and the dying saint. Sometimes it had been the faint fore-casting of an after-life in Elizium, where a tender twilight ofremembrance would be left on the chastened spirits of those who hadwell played their parts in this unrestful world of ours ; who hadstriven against their baser self, and died as worthily as theyhad lived, heroes and mart)Ts, or s
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