 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1912 - Страниц: 1104
...a minstrel). 'Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never dauntcn me." Syne he has kiss'd her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. 'Now...wi' me,' she said, ' True Thomas, ye maun go wi' me 5 And ye maun serve me seven years, Thro' weal or woe as may chance to be.' She's mounted on her milk-white... | |
 | 1914 - Страниц: 428
...I will be." " Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunten me." Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. " Now...seven years, Thro' weal or woe as may chance to be." She's mounted on her milk-white steed, She's ta'en true Thomas up behind ; And aye, whene'er her bridle... | |
 | Emilie Kip Baker - 1915 - Страниц: 232
...for to visit thee. " But ye must go with me now, Thomas, True Thomas, ye must go with me, For ye must serve me seven years, Thro' weal or woe as may chance to be." 1 brae : hillside. She turned about her milk-white steed, And took True Thomas up behind, And now whene'er... | |
 | Robert Bridges - 1916 - Страниц: 368
...my lips, 101 ' Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunten me.' Syne he has kiss'd her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. ' Now...seven years, Thro' weal or woe as may chance to be.' She mounted on her milk-white steed, She 's ta'en true Thomas up behind : And aye, whene'er her bridle... | |
 | Robb Lawson - 1917 - Страниц: 352
...on Hunt lie bank, A ferlie he spied wi' his e'e, And there he saw a lady bright Come riding down by the Eildon Tree. " ' Now, ye maun go wi' me," she...seven years, Thro' weal or woe, as may chance to be. " 'But Thomas, ye maun hold your tongue. Whatever ye may hear or see, For if you speak word in Elflyn... | |
 | Robb Lawson - 1917 - Страниц: 362
...on Huntlie bank, A ferlie he spied wi' his e'e, And there he saw a lady bright Come riding down by the Eildon Tree. " ' Now, ye maun go wi' me,' she...And ye maun serve me seven years, Thro' weal or woe, at may chance to be. 1 ' But Thomas, ye maun bold your tongue, Whatever ye may hear or see, For if... | |
 | Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - 1918 - Страниц: 1116
...carp] p lay ^ 'Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunten me.' Syne he has kiss'd her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. 'Now...seven years, Thro' weal or woe as may chance to be.* She's mounted on her milk-white steed, She 's ta'en true Thomas up behind ; And aye, whene'er her bridle... | |
 | 1918 - Страниц: 2062
...shall never daunten itfe." Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. ' ' • f M/ m$ji ./ And ye maun serve me seven yea/s, Through weej or woo as may chance tc^be." She's mounted on... | |
 | Frances Jenkins Olcott - 1920 - Страниц: 434
...be." — "Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me." — Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon Tree. "Now,...seven years, Thro weal or woe as may chance to be." She mounted on her milk-white steed, She's ta'en True Thomas up behind: And aye, whene'er her bridle... | |
 | Edward Everett Hale (Jr.) - 1921 - Страниц: 280
...be ! " " Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me ! " Syne 2 he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the Eildon tree. " Now ye maun go with me," she said, " True Thomas, ye maun go with me ; And ye maun serve me seven years, Through weal... | |
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Harp and carp, Thomas," she said ; " Harp and carp along wi' me ; And if ye dare to kiss my lips, Sure of your bodie I will be." " Betide me weal, betide me woe, That weird shall never daunton me." Syne he has kissed her rosy lips, All underneath the... 
