Part 2 / Book 7 — INDEX OF FIRST LINES
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The numbers are ballad numbers, not page numbers.
A fair maid sat in her bower door 72
A ship I have got in the North Country 132
A wonder stranger ne’er was known 175
About Yule when the wind blew cule 82
Adieu, madame, my mother dear 151
A’ the boys of merry Lincoln 79
All the trees they are so high 156
All under the leaves and the leaves of life 111
An ancient story I’ll tell you anon 173
An earthly nourrice sits and sings 31
Annan water’s wading deep 92
As I pass’d by a river side 102
As I sat under a sycamore tree 104
As I was a-walking mine alane 140
As I was cast in my first sleepe 59
As I was walking all alane 67
As I was walking mine alane 11
As it befel in midsummer-time 130
As it fell on a holy-day 133
As it fell on one holy-day 50
As it fell out on a long summer’s day 62
As it fell out one May morning 110
As it fell out upon a day 109
Be it right or wrong these men among 69
But how many months be in the year? 118
By Arthur’s Dale as late I went 74
Can I not sing but ‘Hoy’ 103
Childe Maurice hunted the Silver Wood 47
Childe Waters in his stable stood 46
Clerk Colven and his gay ladie 29
Clerk Saunders and may Margaret 27
Come, all you brave gallants, and listen a while 119
Come, gentlemen all, and listen a while 120
Come listen to me, yon gallants so free 121
Cospatrick has sent o’er the faem 5
Der lived a king inta da aste 15
Erlinton had a fair daughter 37
Ettrick Forest is a fair forest 84
Fair Margret was a proud ladye 26
False Sir John a-wooing came 10
Foul fa’ the breast first treason bred in! 139
Four-and-twenty nobles rade to the King’s ha’ 85
Glasgerion was a King’s own son 40
God! let never soe old a man 53
God send the land deliverance 146
Gude Lord Scroope’s to the hunting gane 143
Hearken to me, gentlemen 41
Her mother died when she was young 13
Hie upon Hielands 96
Hit wes upon a Scere-thorsday 97
Hynd Horn’s bound, love, and Hynd Horn’s free 35
‘I am as brown as brown can be 157
I have heard talk of bold Robin Hood 123
‘I heard a cow low, a bonnie cow low 7
I herde a carpyng of a clerk 112
I was a lady of high renown 87
‘I was but seven year auld 14
I wish I were where Helen lies 152
In Cawsand Bay lying, with the Blue Peter flying 168
In London was Young Beichan born 45
In Scarlet town, where I was born 158
In seventeen hundred and ninety-four 169
In somer, when the shawes be sheyne 117
In summer time, when leaves grow green 118
In summer time, when leaves grow green 124
In the third day of May 17
Inverey cam’ doun Deeside, whistlin’ and playin’ 149
It fell about the Lammas tide 127
It fell about the Martinmas 77
It fell about the Martinmas time 172
It fell about the Martinmas tyde 141
It fell on a day, and a bonnie simmer day 135
It fell upon a Wadensday 21
It’s Lamkin was a mason good 78
It’s narrow, narrow, mak your bed 42
It was a blind beggar, had long lost his sight 163
It was a knight in Scotland born 71
It was intill a pleasant time 25
It was the worthy Lord of Lorn 76
Jesus, Lord mickle of might 3
Johnnie rose up in a May morning 136
Joseph was an old man 101
King Easter has courted her for her lands 70
Kinge Arthur lives in merry Carlisle 19
Lady Alice was sitting in her bower-window 154
Late at e’en, drinkin’ the wine 150
Let never a man a wooing wend 16
Lithe and listen, Gentlemen 115
Lord Bateman was a noble lord 164
Lord Ingram and Childe Vyet 51
Lord Lovel he stood at his castle-gate 155
Lord Thomas and Fair Annet 54
Lordings, listen, and hold you still 126
Lully, lulley! lully, lulley! 100
Marie Hamilton’s to the kirk gane 83
Mark this song, for it is true 108
May Margaret sits in her bower door 36
Mery it was in the grene foreste 114
‘My love has built a bonny ship, and set her on the sea 160
My love he built me a bonny bower 153
My plaid awa’, my plaid awa’ 8
Now is Christëmas y-come 107
Now Liddesdale has lain lang in 142
Now Liddesdale has ridden a raid 138
Now list and lithe, you gentlemen 129
Now ponder well, you parents dear 174
O Alison Gross, that lives in yon tow’r 12
O Bessie Bell and Mary Gray 176
O bonny Baby Livingston 147
‘O brent’s your brow, my Lady Elspat 86
O did ye ever hear o’ brave Earl Brand? 38
O have ye na heard o’ the fause Sakelde? 137
O heard ye na o’ the silly blind Harper 144
‘O I forbid you, maidens a’ 2
O Jellon Grame sit in Silverwood 49
‘O lady, rock never your young son young 30
O Rose the Red and White Lilly 55
O the Ploughboy was a ploughing 167
‘O well’s me o’ my gay goss-hawk 60
‘O wha will shoe my bonny foot? 43
O wha would wish the wind to blau 48
‘O where hae ye been, Lord Randal, my son? 66
‘O where hae ye been, my long, long love 28
O Willie’s large o’ limb and lith 113
O wow for day! 50
Of a’ the maids o’ fair Scotland 91
Our King he kept a false steward 4
Prince Robert has wedded a gay ladye 58
‘Rise up, rise up, now Lord Douglas,’ she says 39
Saies, ‘Come here, cuzen Gawaine so gay 18
Saint Stephen was a clerk 98
She lean’d her back unto a thorn 22
Sum speiks of lords, sum speiks of lairds 89
Sweet Willy’s taen him o’er the faem 6
The Angel Gabriel from God 106
The bonny heir, and the well faur’d heir 80
The Duke of Gordon had three daughters 94
The eighteenth of October 145
The first good joy our Mary had 105
The gardener stands in his bower door 159
The George-Aloe, and the Sweepstake, too 131
The king sits in Dunfermline town 75
The maid she went to the well to washe 99
The Percy out of Northumberland 128
The shepard upon a hill he sat 103
‘The wind doth blow to-day, my love 34
The young lords o’ the north country 73
There are twelve months in all the year 122
There cam’ seven Egyptians on a day 148
‘There is a feast in your father’s house 56
There lived a wife at Usher’s well 32
There was a knight and a lady bright 24
There was a may, and a weel-far’d may 88
There was a rich lord, and he lived in Forfar 20
There was a youth, and a well-belovèd youth 162
There were three ladies play’d at the ba’ 64
There were three ravens sat on a tree 68
There were three sisters fair and bright 9
There were twa brethren in the North 63
There were twa sisters sat in a bour 23
There where three ladies live in a bower 57
This ae nighte, this ae nighte 33
This winter’s weather it waxeth cold 170
‘Tom Pearse, Tom Pearse, lend me your grey mare 171
True Thomas lay on Huntlie bank 1
‘Turn, Willie Macintosh 134
When captains couragious whom death could not daunte 165
When Robin Hood and Little John 125
When shaws beene sheene, and shradds full fayre 116
When we were silly sisters seven 81
‘Why does your brand sae drop wi’ blude 65
Will you hear a Spanish lady 161
Willie stands in his stable door 90
‘Willie, Willie, what makes you sae sad?’ 61
‘Willy’s rare, and Willy’s fair 93
Ye Highlands and ye Lawlands 95
‘Ye maun gang to your father, Janet 52
You beauteous ladies great and small 166
Young Bekie was as brave a knight 44