The Local Historian's Table Book: Of Remarkable Occurrences, Historical Facts, Traditions, Legendary and Descriptive Ballads, &c., &c., Connected with the Counties of New-castle-upon-Tyne, Northumberland and Durham, Volume 6

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Page 7 - Now on the sand near Ida's tower, She crawls a loathsome toad, And venom spits on every maid She meets upon her road.
Page 11 - The sauch and the aspin gray, And they bore him to the Lady Chapel, And waked him there all day. A lady came to that lonely bower, And threw her robes aside, She tore her ling [long] yellow hair, And knelt at Barthram's side. She bathed him in the Lady- Well His wounds so deep and sair, And she plaited a garland for his breast, And a garland for his hair.
Page 47 - In all the speede that ever might bee, And word is brought to our royall queene Of the rysing in the North countrie. Her grace she turned her round about, And like a royall queene shee swore, " I will ordayne them such a breakfast, As never was in the North before.
Page 47 - But the dun bulle is fled and gone, And the halfe moone vanished away : The erles, though they were brave and bold, Against soe many could not stay. Thee, Norton, wi' thine eight good sonnes, They doom'd to dye, alas for ruth ! Thy reverend lockes thee could not save, Nor them their faire and blooming youthe. Wi...
Page 11 - They shot him dead at the Nine-Stone Rig, Beside the Headless Cross, And they left him lying in his blood, Upon the moor and moss. They made a bier of the broken bough, The sauch and the aspin gray, And they bore him to the Lady Chapel, And waked him there all day. A lady came to that lonely bower, And threw her robes aside, She tore her ling [long] yellow hair, And knelt at Barthram's side.
Page 11 - As they pass'd the Chapel Garth.] They buried him at [the mirk] midnight, [When the dew fell cold and still, When the aspin gray forgot to play, And the mist clung to the hill.] They dug his grave but a bare foot deep, By the edge of the Ninestone Burn, And they covered him [o'er with the heather-flower,] The moss and the [Lady] fern.
Page 5 - They built a ship without delay, With masts of the rown tree, With flutring sails of silk so fine, And set her on the sea. They went on board ; the wind with speed, Blew them along the deep ; At length they spied an huge square tower On a rock high and steep. The sea was smooth, the weather clear; When they approached nigher, King Ida's castle they well knew, And the banks of Bambroughshire.
Page 39 - There they met with an auld man ; Says — " Honest man, will the water ride ? Tell us in haste, if that ye can." " I wat weel no," quo' the gude auld man ;
Page 23 - It was a knight in Scotland born, Follow my love, leap over the strand, Was taken prisoner and left forlorn, Even by the good Earl of Northumberland.
Page 285 - And at evening let them return; and let them make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.

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