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THE TWO RAVENS There were two corbies sat on a tree Large and black, as black might be, And one to the other began to say, Where shall we go and dine today? Shall we go dine by the wild salt sea? Shall we go dine 'neath the greenwood tree? As I sat on the deep sea sand, I saw a fair ship nigh at land, I waved my wings, I bent my beak, The ship sunk, and I heard a shrieek; There they lie, one, two, and three, I shall dine by the wild salt sea. Come I will show ye a sweeter sight, A lonesome glen and a new slain knight; His blood yet on the grass is hot, His sword half drawn, his shafts unshot, And no one knows that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and his lady fair. His hound is to the hunting gone, His hawk to fetch the wild fowl home, His lady's away with another mate, So we shall make our dinner sweet; Our dinner's sure, our feasting free, Come, and dine by the greenwood tree. You shall sit on his white neck bone, I will pick out his bonny blue een; Ye'll take a tress of his yellow hair, To theak your nest when it grows bare; The golden down on his young chin Will do to sew my young ones in. 0 cold and bare will his bed be, When winter storms sing in the tree; At his head a turf, at his feet a stone, He will sleep, nor hear the maiden's moan; O'er his white bones the birds shall fly, The wild deer bound and the foxes cry. From Nountain Minstrelsy of Pennsylvania, Shoemaker Long popular in Clinton County, One of Clarence Walton's favorites. filename[ THRERAV8 RG |
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