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The Three Ravens
By The Ballad
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THERE were three ravens sat on a tree, | Downe a downe, hay down, hay downe, | There were three ravens sat on a tree, | With a downe, | There were three ravens sat on a tree, | They were as blacke as they might be. | With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe. 2. | The one of them said to his mate, | “Where shall we our breakfast take?” 3. | “Downe in yonder greene field | There lies a knight slain under his shield. 4. | “His hounds they lie down at his feete, | So well they can their master keepe. 5. | “His haukes they flie so eagerly, | There’s no fowle dare him come nie.” 6. | Downe there comes a fallow doe, | As great with young as she might goe. 7. | She lift up his bloudy head, | And kist his wounds that were so red. 8. | She got him up upon her backe, | And carried him to earthen lake. 9. | She buried him before the prime, | She was dead herselfe ere even-song time. 10. | God send every gentleman | Such haukes, such hounds, and such a leman.
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