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Portrait of Francis James Child Francis James Child The English and Scottish Popular Ballads…

If we had but ten men just like ourselves,
The prisoner we would soon set free.'
'Oh, no, no, no!' Bold Dickie said he,
'Oh no, no, no, that never can be!
For forty men is full little enough
And I for to ride in their companie.
'Ten to hold the horses in,
Ten to guard the city about,
Ten for to stand at the prison-door,
And ten to fetch poor Archer out.'
They mounted their horses, and so rode they,
Who but they so merrilie!
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Portrait of Francis James Child Francis James Child The English and Scottish Popular Ballads…

Till out then spake young Simon brave,
'Ye do na see what I do see.
'Lo yonder comes Liewtenant Gordon,
And a hundred men in his company:'
'O wo is me!' then Archie cries,
'For I'm the prisoner, and I must die.'
O there was horsing, horsing in haste,
And there was marching upon the lee,
Untill they came to Annan side,
And it was flowing like the sea.
'I have a colt, and he's four years old,
And he can amble like the wind,
But when he comes to the belly deep,
He lays himself down on the ground.'
'But I have a mare, and they call her Meg,
And she's the best in Christendie
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