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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344299" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Loving Ballad Of Lord Bateman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord Bateman was a noble lord,<br>A noble lord of high degree;<br>He shipped himself all aboard of a ship,<br>Some foreign country for to see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He sailed east, he sailed west,<br>Until he came to famed Turkey,<br>Where he was taken and put to prison,<br>Until his life was quite weary.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All in this prison there grew a tree,<br>O there it grew so stout and strong!<br>Where he was chained all by the middle,<br>Until his life was almost gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This Turk he had one only daughter,<br>The fairest my two eyes eer see;<br>She steal the keys of her father's prison,<br>And swore Lord Bateman she would let go free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O she took him to her father's cellar,<br>And gave to him the best of wine;<br>And every health she drank unto him<br>Was 'I wish, Lord Bateman, as you was mine.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O have you got houses, have you got land,<br>And does Northumberland belong to thee?<br>And what would you give to the fair young lady<br>As out of prison would let you go free?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O I've got houses and I've got land,<br>And half Northumberland belongs to me;<br>And I will give it all to the fair young lady<br>As out of prison would let me go free.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O in seven long years I'll make a vow<br>For seven long years, and keep it strong,<br>That if you'll wed no other woman,<br>O I will wed no other man.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O she took him to her father's harbor,<br>And gave to him a ship of fame,<br>Saying, 'Farewell, farewell to you, Lord Bateman,<br>I fear I shall never see you again.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now seven long years is gone and past,<br>And fourteen days, well known to me;<br>She packed up all her gay clothing,<br>And swore Lord Bateman she would go see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O when she arrived at Lord Bateman's castle,<br>How boldly then she rang the bell!<br>'Who's there? who's there?' cries the proud young porter,<br>'O come unto me pray quickly tell.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O is this here Lord Bateman's castle,<br>And is his lordship here within?'<br>'O yes, O yes,' cries the proud young porter,<br>'He's just now taking his young bride in.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O bid him to send me a slice of bread,<br>And a bottle of the very best wine,<br>And not forgetting the fair young lady<br>As did release him when close confine.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O away and away went this proud young porter,<br>O away and away and away went he,<br>Until he came to Lord Bateman's chamber,<br>Where he went down on his bended knee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What news, what news, my proud young porter?<br>What news, what news? come tell to me:'<br>'O there is the fairest young lady<br>As ever my two eyes did see.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'She has got rings on every finger,<br>And on one finger she has got three;<br>With as much gay gold about her middle<br>As would buy half Northumberlee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O she bids you to send her a slice of bread,<br>And a bottle of the very best wine,<br>And not forgetting the fair young lady<br>As did release you when close confine.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord Bateman then in passion flew,<br>And broke his sword in splinters three,<br>Saying, 'I will give half of my father's land,<br>If so be as Sophia has crossed the sea.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then up and spoke this young bride's mother,<br>Who never was heard to speak so free;<br>Saying, 'You'll not forget my only daughter,<br>If so be Sophia has crossed the sea.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O it's true I made a bride of your daughter,<br>But she's neither the better nor the worse for me;<br>She came to me with a horse and saddle,<br>But she may go home in a coach and three.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord Bateman then prepared another marriage,<br>With both their hearts so full of glee,<br>Saying, 'I will roam no more to foreign countries,<br>Now that Sophia has crossed the sea.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</a><div class=q>
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A noble lord of high degree;
He shipped himself all aboard of a ship,
Some foreign country for to see.

He sailed east, he sailed west,
Until he came to famed Turkey,
Where he was taken and put to prison,
Until his l..."></div>
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