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There he sits, there he stares, alone and O what afrightenedking is he. Forfifteenlords have all come down to dance and gain the victory. Our king he keeps a good treasure, and he keeps it locked with a silver key, Buififteenlords who have all come down can dance his gold and his land away.
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Tillfifteenlords all cried, "Avowed!" for the Bonnie Lass of Anglesey. She's taken onfifteeenone by one saying, "Sweet, kind sire, will you dance with me?" But ere it's ten o'clock of the night, they all gave in most shamefully. Then up rose thefifteenthknight, and O what an angry man was he He's lain aside his buckle and sword ere he's gone so manfully.
There he stands on the casUe high, alone, so loud, so loud I hear him cry, Well, he danced high and he danced low and he danced the livelong day. "Go saddle your horse and bring to me the Bonnie Lass of Anglesey!" He said, "My feet shall be my death ere she gain the victory." Some rode north, some rode south, there were some to the east they rode "O my feet shall be my death ere this lass do gain the victory," straightway. But ere it's ten o'clock of the morn, he gave in most shamefully. Spied her high on die mountain top, the Bonnie Lass of Anglesey. She's taken the king all by the hand saying, "Sweet, kind sire, will you Up she starts as white as the milk, between the king and all of his comdance with me?" pany. But ere the king had taken one step, she danced his gold and his land Says, "What is the prize if I do ask ere I gain the victory?" away. "Fifteen plows, a house, and a mill, I will give to thee till the day thou She's taken all their buckle and sword, she's taken all their gold and die. their bright money. And the fairest knight in all my court as your husband for to be." And she's away to the mountain top, the Bonnie Lass of Anglesey. "Fifteen plows, a house, and a mill? Come now, that's no prize for a vicThere'sfifteenlords come aswaggering down for to dance and gain the tory. victory, And there's no knight in all your court who'll have me as his wife to be? Butfifteenlords and one high king go all ragged and bare today. Up she starts as white as the milk, she danced as light as a leaf on the broken sea.
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