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Fir Soar - The Elphin Knight lyrics
The elfin knight sits on yon hill, He blaws his horn both lowd and shril. He blowes it east, he blowes it west, He blowes it where he lyketh best. "I wish that horn were in my kist, Yes, and the knight in my armes two." She had no sooner these words said, When that the knight came to her bed. My plaid awa, my plaid awa, And ore the hill and far awa, And far awa to Norrowa, My plaid shall not be blown awa. "thou art over young a maid", quoth he, "married with me thou il wouldst be" "For thou must shape a sark to me, without any cut or heme" quoth he. "Thou must shape it knife-and-sheerlesse, And also sue it needle-threedlesse" "If that piece of courtesie I do to thee, another thou must do to me. My plaid awa, my plaid awa, And ore the hill and far awa, And far awa to Norrowa, My plaid shall not be blown awa. I have an aiker of good ley-land, Which lyeth low by yon sea-strand. For thou must care it with thy horn, So thou must sow it with thy corn. And bigg a cart of stone and lyme, Robin Redbreast he must trail it hame. When thou hast gotten thy turns well done, Then come to me and get thy sark then. My plaid awa, my plaid awa, And ore the hill and far awa, And far awa to Norrowa, My plaid shall not be blown awa. I'l not quite plaid for my life It haps my seven bairns and my wife My maidenhead I'l then keep still, Let the elphin knight do what he will My plaid awa, my plaid awa, And ore the hill and far awa, And far awa to Norrowa, My plaid shall not be blown awa. |
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