The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 5 (of 5)
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The English and Scottish popular ballads, volume 5 (of 5)
Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
2
And as he was riding along,
A riding along the highway,
A gentleman-thief steps before the old man
And thus unto him he did say.
3
‘My friend, how dare you ride alone?
For so many thieves there now be;
If any should but light on you,
They’d rob you of all your money.’
4
‘If that they should light upon me,
I’m sure they’d be very ill-sped,
For, to tell you the truth, my kind sir,
In my saddle my money I’ve hid.’
5
So as they were riding along,
And going down a steep hill,
The gentleman-thief slipped before the old man
And quickly he bid him stand still.
6
The old man, however, being cunning,
As in this world there are many,
He threw the saddle right over the hedge,
Saying, Fetch it if thou wouldst have any.
7
The thief being so greedy of money--
He thought that of it there’d been bags--
Whipt out a rusty old sword
And chopped the saddle to rags.
8
The old man put his foot in the stirrup
And presently he got astride;
He put the thief’s horse to the gallop,
You need not bid the old man ride.
9
‘Nay, stay! nay, stay!’ says the thief,
‘And half the money thou shalt have;’
‘Nay, by my troth,’ says the old man,
‘For once I have cheated a knave.’
10
And so the old man rode along,
And went with a merry devotion,
Saying, If ever I live to get home,
‘Twill enlarge my daughter’s portion.
11
And having arrived at home,
And got there with merry intent,
Says he, Landlord, show me a room,
And I’ll pay you your half-year’s rent.
12
They opened the thief’s portmanteau,
And from it they took out so bold
A hundred pounds in silver
And a hundred pounds in gold.
=c-f=, _the traditional copies, were beyond doubt all derived
originally from print_. =c= _is from_ =a=; =d-f= _are from another
edition, not recovered, resembling_ =b=. _This had variations,
especially at the beginning and end, of which some specimens will
suffice._
=d.=
1
Oh ’tis I that will sing you a song,
A song of merry intent;
’Tis about a silly old man
That was going to pay his rent.
2
And as he was riding along,
Along and alone in a lane,
A gentleman-thief overtook him,
And said, Well overtaken, old man!
3
‘You’re well overtaken, old man,
You’re well overtaken by me;’
‘Nay, further go,’ said the old man,
‘I’m not for thy company.’
4, 6 _are wanting, as also in_ =e=, =f=, (_and in_ =b=).
8^{2-4}
‘He shall but poorly speed,
For all the money I have
In my old saddle ’tis hid.’
19, 20
Oh, when that he came home,
His daughter she looked like a duchess,
And his old woman capered for joy,
And danced him a gig on her crutches.
=e.=
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