Category: British Literature

Songs of the West Folk Songs of Devon & Cornwall Collected from the Mouths of the People

There came an Earl a riding by, A gipsy maid espyed he; "O nut-brown maid, from green-wood glade, O prithee come along with me." "In green-wood glade, fair Sir!" she said, "I am so blythe, as bird so gay. In thy castle tall, in bower and hall, I fear for grief I'd pine away."