The Ballads and Songs of Yorkshire / Transcribed from Private Manuscripts, Rare Broadsides, and Scarce Publications; with Notes and a Glossary

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And soone from the moore hath rode.

And hee hath cross'd the Tees fayre streame,

Nowe swell'd with human bloode;

Th' affrighted page he never stay'de,

Tyll to Dumfries hee hath rode.

Fayre Alice was gone to the holye kirke,

With a sad hearte dyd shee goe;

And ever soe faste dyd she crye to heav'n,

"Prynce Henrye save from woe."